I shall never go back to him; never,
never!"
Distressed, embarrassed beyond measure by this unexpected tragic revelation,
the doctor puttered about among the bottles on the stand. ’
‘What husband?’
‘Precisely. What does it matter? I am not a
pauper, Annabel. She found no ready reply to that, and he went on: “This music is the food of
love. Infested by every description of vagabond and miscreant, it was,
perhaps, a few degrees worse than the rookery near Saint Giles's and the
desperate neighbourhood of Saffron Hill in our own time. This unexpected interpolation might spoil the efficacy
of all that had gone before. If he wants you, let him get you. Tomorrow you will feel like a freed woman. '"
"What is that?" she asked.
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