Anna came back into the sitting-room with a little sigh of relief. ” Her thoughts went into solution for a time, while she listened to a lark singing. The lips of the mask twisted upward into a smile. Through an open door was a glimpse of the bathroom—a vision of luxury, out of which Annabel herself, in a wonderful dressing-gown and followed by a maid presently appeared. They rose as she approached. There’s no sense in morality, I suppose, unless you are fundamentally immoral. Every drop of blood in her body glowed and expanded. “I would like to go home,” she cried, “to please her. From the further end of the apartment came the low music of a violin. "But I can guess what it's for.
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