. “Don’t they look like a pair of young lovers sleeping off a tryst?” He observed. “Annabel,” she said, “you are my sister, or I would bid you take the flowers if you care for them, and leave the room. Stanley allowed his paper to drop a little, and scrutinized the hats and brows of their three fellow-travellers. We did not know where to send … in case you died. But I won't be cheated of my prize. ’ She paused, struggling for the word. A week later the manuscript was polished and typewritten, ready for the test. “What made you marry him? What made you leave Paris without a word to any one? What made you and your sister exchange identities?” “There is one answer to all those questions, Nigel,” she said, with a nervous little shudder. Couldn’t face me with what he’d done, the miserable blackguard. Love anywhere.
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