Annabel was conscious then of the slow anger which had been burning within her since the night of her visit to the “Unusual. "You're on," said O'Higgins. “You didn’t expect that I should kiss you?” “How was I to know that a man would—would think it was possible—when there was nothing—no love?” “How did I know there wasn’t love?” That silenced her for a moment. She was herself conscious of a recklessness of spirits almost hysterical. The sun was setting, casting long dreary shadows across deformed apple trees. ’ ‘Don’t count on it. " "Let me see it," cried Thames, snatching it from him.
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