Five minutes ago, his butler had entered the green saloon, an austere apartment, with dark forest-green wallpaper flocked with a swirling design, and heavy mahogany furniture. Annabel shook her head. It’s gone. It was a bright and beautiful day: so bright, so beautiful, that even her sad heart was cheered by it. Supposing the wire should break and her head tumble off her shoulders into the street? The whimsey caused another smile to ripple across her lips. It was just as easy to pretend she was watching one when she was actually watching the other. People had started filling the hall: instrumentalists, overly conscientious parents. She walked down the station approach, past the neat, obtrusive offices of the coal merchant and the house agent, and so to the wicket-gate by the butcher’s shop that led to the field path to her home. “I am going through the other rooms. He took over, doing his best to rearrange his overly sensitive member back into his pants. He destroyed her clumsily made dolls whenever he found them. I must see if I have a gown fit to wear.
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