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“She wasn’t sane, my wife. ” Anna wheeled an easy chair to the fire. She could almost smell her mother’s attar of white roses and lemon verbena with the memory of the story. But I am not worthy to be any man's wife —far less his wife. She ran to the lamp and extinguished it. I want to do without that for a time. She did not resist him, she could not. Annabel was born soulless, a human butterfly, if ever there was one. ” The doors at the other end of the hall opened. He stood back, smiling with an air of proprietorship, and looking about him at the business-like equipment of the room. "But I have one last request to make. I have a new cult to teach, a new enthusiasm. “How I am to earn enough sous for my dinner to-morrow—or failing that, what I can sell.
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