There came a wild rush of anthropological lore into her brain, a flare of indecorous humor. " "I am not unprotected," rejoined the poor woman; "there's some one at the window. Who is she, I say?” “My sister!” Annabel faltered. ‘I rather suspect,’ added Prudence, ‘that Major Alderley’s motives were somewhat different. She hid behind a mirage of piety, just as I do. The house was eerily silent, which alerted her to the idea that someone might be listening. His was the Latin turn of thinking; he had fallen in love at thirteen, and he was still capable—he prided himself—of falling in love.
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