But this was a vicomte’s sister. " "I am sorry. It was Annabel’s. Girls who had envied her former position as John’s amour passed no opportunity to utter cryptic remarks as she sat in Study Hall, walked down hallways, or rinsed her hands in the bathroom. Curiosity held her by one hand, urging her to recklessness, and caution held her by the other. He uttered one word over and over, monotonously: "Fool! … Fool!" But invariably the touch of Ruth's hand quieted him, and his head would cease to roll from side to side.
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