. . “You’re very nice, both of you,” she said gently. Annabel laughed a little uneasily. "Do you call this frantic glee happiness?"
"It's all the happiness I have known for years," returned the widow, becoming
suddenly calm, "and it's short-lived enough, as you perceive. The next moment, however,
he was picked up, and set upon his feet by a person who, having witnessed the
accident, flew across the road to his assistance. The looming face was
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over her own once again, and arms as strong as iron bars
held her down. He was perched on the very edge of the leather seat of the coach, his threecornered hat twisting nervously in his hands, and from time to time he passed a
tongue over dry lips. Good-bye.
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