His heart was beating, but faintly and slowly, with ominous intermissions. "Come Bess,—no whimpering. At other times you seem so innocent that it breaks my heart, when you look at me like I’m your Prince Charming and you are depending on me to take you away to my castle in a world that doesn’t exist! I can take you away from this place. It was Annabel who spoke. The autumn rain had made every surface tacky, the wet seats of painted red picnic tables were avoided. The younger of the two, who was seated next to Jack, and seemed to monopolize his attention, could not be more than seventeen, though her person had all the maturity of twenty. I wouldn't trust a Malay, not if he were reared in the Vatican.
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