I—listen. He threw her on the bed. ’ ‘Gosse,’ corrected Lucilla. Annabel is my only sister, you know, almost my only relative. At Morningside Park I feel as though all my growing up was presently to stop, as though I was being shut in from the light of life, and, as they say in botany, etiolated. I loathe this room. He did not like it.
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