She could feel Michelle’s nervousness leaching into her spine. Quite ordinary. ’ Colour suffused the man’s face. You will torture yourself and torture her all through life; but in the end she will pour the wine of her faith into a sound chalice. The room was papered with green, large-patterned paper that was at worst a trifle dingy, and the arm-chair and the seats of the other chairs were covered with the unusual brightness of a large-patterned chintz, which also supplied the window-curtain. Annabel turned on the electric light and made her way into the sitting-room. .
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