” She opened the car door for herself. If I surprised her, if I saw her alone, I might make her understand. What does it matter? I am not a pauper, Annabel. It feels like too much gold-dust clutched in one’s hand. 265 The madness crept around her like smoke under a door. I've already told you I'm about to take a long journey, and it's more than probable I shall never return.
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