” “What ball?” The question was rhetorical. "I must see him to-night. ” Annabel’s hand stole into his. They were alike in one phase—loveless and lonely. It’s gone. As she drew off her skirt she felt something in the pocket, and remembered the letter which the commissionaire at the Carlton had given her.
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