Her personal maidservant, the first she had ever had in her life, was joyful for her. ” “A—marriage certificate!” Annabel gasped. She was aware of it now as if it were a voice shouting outside a house, shouting passionate verities in a hot sunlight, a voice that cries while people talk insincerely in a darkened room and pretend not to hear. " "The very face," exclaimed Gay, advancing to look at it;—"with all the escapes written in it. But it wasn’t the harassment that bothered her. This was automatically rather than thoughtfully done; habit. No need to do such things.
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