“Miss Pellissier, isn’t it?” he said. “Annabel! God in Heaven, it is Annabel!” She did not speak. I have never told you so, or Sydney, but I can sing—rather well. The open books she knew by heart; aye, they had been ground into her, morning and night. Only she was conscious of an unfamiliar and wonderful emotion. ’ Obediently, Gerald rose and walked to the other end of the parlour.
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