The recollection of the forlorn and loveless years—stirred into consciousness by the unexpected confrontation—bent her as the high wind bends the water-reed. ‘Of course it is,’ corroborated Hilary. ’ Gerald’s jaw tightened. “The truth!” Annabel bent over her and whispered in her sister’s ear. She was conscious of a ceaseless undercurrent of sound—the guttural Chinese tongue. ” Lucy hesitated.
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