"Jack," exclaimed the widow, starting up and drawing back the curtain. Gracious, there’s the gong. I stubbornly insisted that we wait, and you woke up. Jim is up to the neck in Mahatmas and Theosophy and Higher Thought and rot—writes letters worse than Alice. ’ ‘Have no fear. “It isn’t quite that we’re toys. Annabel lounged in her chair with a sort of insolent abandon in her pose, and wide-open eyes which never flinched or drooped. "At the bottom of that big envelope I found this one. She always dawdled, so it was easy. I suppose I was a little idiotic—I don’t think we either of us mentioned the future, but it was arranged that I should go the next afternoon and have tea with her. I'm burning to get to work.
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