It was Sebastian’s fault for slapping her face and letting the baby out. Her fanciful imagination no longer drew pictures of the aunt in the doorway of a wooden house, her arms extended in welcome. Annabel lounged in her chair with a sort of insolent abandon in her pose, and wide-open eyes which never flinched or drooped. Manning,” she said, “I warned you not to idealize me. ” She smiled at him, an understanding smile, but her words defied him. . She stared at his pleading face. ToC Mr. ’ Lucilla Froxfield laughed gaily. Annabel Pellissier was not like the others, he said. But she was disturbed, mysteriously disturbed. ” Ann Veronica said nothing in answer to that.
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