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‘Oh, this is becoming nonsensical,’ exclaimed Lucilla. I want you. Indignation carried her through that night, that men and the world could so
entreat her. My mind is full of ideas and images that I have been cherishing
and accumulating—dreams of travelling side by side, of lunching quietly
together in some jolly restaurant, of moonlight and music and all that side of life,
of seeing you dressed like a queen and shining in some brilliant throng—mine;
of your looking at flowers in some old-world garden, our garden—there are
splendid places to be got down in Surrey, and a little runabout motor is quite
within my means. ” She demanded. “Annabel! God in Heaven, it is Annabel!”
She did not speak. Horrible details recurred to her.
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