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Annabel lounged in her chair with a sort of insolent abandon in her pose, and wide-open eyes which never flinched or drooped. “What is the good of pretending?” she said. “Think of the mockery!” she said. A row of magnificent, and even then venerable, elms threw their broad arms over this pleasant spot. Manning came into her thoughts again, an unexpected, tall, dark, self-contained presence at the Fadden. “He sees through it all. She ran to the lamp and extinguished it. For the past four weeks mirrors had been her delight, a new toy. Two children, who had been caught in the jam-closet: ingratiating smiles, back of which lay doubt and fear. He felt that he might soon be separated—perhaps, for ever—from the fond little creature he held in his arms, whom he had always regarded with the warmest fraternal affection, and the thought of how much she would suffer from the separation so sensibly affected him, that he could not help joining in her grief. Her back arched slightly in response. But, by Jove! it’s going to make our loving a fiercely abstract thing.
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