She tied the obi clumsily about her waist, then gently laid her hand on the bowed head. I'm entirely at your service. ” “You are,” he answered unconsciously. There followed a silence which endured several minutes; or, rather a tableau. “Who is there to care and—John. ” “I am your friend,” he said slowly, “whatever you may have to tell me. "Where?" she cried. If you do not help me to read the riddle of yourself, Annabel, I think that very soon I shall be a candidate for the asylum.
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