What she did not know, and what she was never to know, was that the divine fire was hers. The poet's appearance altogether was highly prepossessing. “Lucy, this isn’t funny anymore. Good-bye, Anna!” Annabel sprang up. A familiar ache of wanting made itself more insistent in her belly. It was as though he were personally aggrieved.
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