Anna, who had sung the first verse of her song, looked around the house, a little surprised at the absence of the applause which had never yet failed her. There was the same airy grace of movement, the same deep brown hair and alabaster skin. She said as much to him. ” “Well—” “That’s all. ” She tried to sound convincing as she looked away hotly. ” Annabel’s hand stole into his. ’ I said. "My own father!" Queerly the room and its objects receded and vanished; and there intervened a series of mental pictures that so long as she lived would ever be recurring.
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