. “We pretend bodies are ugly. “Listen, Annabel,” he said hoarsely. “I have loved you,” he was saying, “ever since you sat on that gate and talked. It is better as it is. "Not so;" answered Wild. Even that he was an interfering person, if he walked through that door this moment, she would fling herself at him and weep all over his chest. It had, as it were, blown up at the concussion of his first step. I thought then perhaps you didn’t care, that you were like so many of them. CHAPTER XVII. Her father’s step quickened to a trot.
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