It was in the quiet streets and squares toward Oxford Street that it first came into her head disagreeably that she herself was being followed. Her stifled misery had betrayed her. Love lives on a higher plane. ‘I’m following a scent. She could no longer wait. Only her ungloved fingers, and the arms in their long tight sleeves as she held the heavy gun aloft, bore any sign of stiffness. Just go about with him. And, yet, I don't know. “Annabel,” she said, “I have never asked you for your confidence. I could not dream of loving you.
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