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That’s— that’s my private life. ’ She saw the weapon wrenched from Emile’s hand and he dropped to the bench of the pew and sat there, grasping helplessly at the welling blood on his arm. “But, you see, appearances are very much against me. Do you know, Annabel, that you are my wife. ” She glanced shyly at the mirror above her dressing-table, and then about her at the furniture, as though it might penetrate to the thoughts that peeped in her mind. “I cannot say more. There followed a silence which endured several minutes; or, rather a tableau. The petals have fallen—the red petals we loved so.
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