He was content to watch her accepting compliments and gaudy bouquets full of red roses, white carnations, and purple statice. “I wonder,” she began, presently, “why I love you—and love you so much?. Annabel seated herself in an easy chair and determined to wait for her sister’s return. “Where is she?” He would yell even louder until she was sure that people in faraway fishing boats could probably hear him. Everywhere I went and rapped at a door I found behind it another dreadful dingy woman—another fallen queen, I suppose— dingier than the last, dirty, you know, in grain.
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