But send me word. "You are alone?" said one of the spinsters—Prudence Jedson. From the first there had always been between her and her listeners that electrical sympathy which only a certain order of genius seems able to create. I don’t know. Instinctively she had fallen into the posture of the poster, her hands behind her, her head bent slightly forward, her chin uplifted, her eyes bright with the drollery of the song. Annabel turned on the electric light and made her way into the sitting-room. ” She said.
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