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Gerald held out his hand, and she meekly gave the dagger up to him. “Don’t you have a wife? Where are your children?”
She asked. “Not too bad. Who is she, I say?”
“My sister!” Annabel faltered. ”
“I never felt so absolutely right,” said Ann Veronica. ”
“That settles it. "Where is he?" asked she, in an agitated whisper. ‘That is not your affair. How long wilt thou forget me, O Lord? for ever? How long wilt thou hide thy
face from me?
She came upon the Song of Songs—which had been pasted down in the
Enschede Bible—the burning litany of love; and from time to time she intoned
some verse of tender lyric beauty. But after all, what did it matter
whether she had secrets or not? To him she was not a woman but a symbol; and
one did not investigate the antecedents of symbols. It
reminded Ann Veronica of having a tooth stopped. He had found Spurlock. Your laugh
reminds me of—of——"
"Whose, Sir?" demanded Jackson, becoming suddenly grave. ”
“But does it correspond with the facts of the case? You know, Mr.
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