"Mrs. Somebody to whom she would be necessary, who for days would have to depend upon her for the needs of life. “This wonderful affection of yours for my sister, does it date from your first meeting with her in Paris?” He hesitated. Annabel seated herself in an easy chair and determined to wait for her sister’s return. ‘To take a baby all the way to France without a wet-nurse. ‘Parbleu, how you make me talk!’ ‘Your secret is safe with me, I promise you,’ Gerald said reassuringly. ” She distantly remembered moments in childhood spent in phobic trance, when her father had told her God was punishing sinners in Hell. But let that verse tell my secret. Her little bedsitting-room was like a lair, and she went out from it into this vast, dun world, with its smoke-gray houses, its glaring streets of shops, its dark streets of homes, its orange-lit windows, under skies of dull copper or muddy gray or black, much as an animal goes out to seek food.
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