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He noted an ebony cane laid close to hand, which suggested she was able to get about. ” “You have nothing to tell me?” “Nothing!” So Annabel departed with the slightest of farewells, wearing a thick travelling veil, and sitting far back in the corner of a closed carriage. And even she was forced to admit to herself that this last resource of hers was a slender reed on which to lean. He would never be able to figure out that: all these miles from Cuba, and you could get a perfecto for thirteen cents. He turned to observe what this object was that had so unexpectedly diverted the young man's attention. Who was he to tread on her dreams? She had heroworshipped an unscrupulous adventurer, who had not hesitated to impose on her youth and her ignorance. "I yield to fate. Capes saw her, felt for her, cared for her greatly, even if he did not love her. The area was sparsely populated. He removed his cocked hat and came towards her. Capes stood side by side upon an old Persian carpet that did duty as a hearthrug in the dining-room of their flat and surveyed a shining dinner-table set for four people, lit by skilfully-shaded electric lights, brightened by frequent gleams of silver, and carefully and simply adorned with sweet-pea blossom. “Why would she do that? Why does she care? That’s a waste of her time.
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