“The truth!” Annabel bent over her and whispered in her sister’s ear. Into one of these he waded and rolled and rolled, despite her commands. “I want to ask you a question,” he said. I love you still, Anna, but life holds other things than the love of man for woman. "That's false!" cried Mrs. ’ ‘Yes, do. What you want to do is to imagine every woman a Becky Sharp and every man a Rawdon Crawley. My boys buy them with beads or bolts of calico of mine.
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