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She wondered if he was already tired of her, if he would rudely push her away as one would a prostitute. Pity you aren’t under my command. ” Annabel had been lying curled up on the lounge, the personification of graceful animal ease. I thought that you were he. She was aware of him—a silk-hatted, shiny-black figure on the opposite side of the Avenue; and then, abruptly and startlingly, he crossed the road and saluted and spoke to her. "God in Heaven bless you, unhappy boy!" cried. \" He said. ” Behind this woman and a little to the side of her, walked a man smartly dressed, with desire and appraisal in his eyes.
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