Who is she, I say?” “My sister!” Annabel faltered. The recollection of all her unhappiness, the loveless years, the unending loneliness, the injustice of it, rolled up to her lips in verbal lava. ‘One of they Frenchies, that’s what I say—if it ain’t a ghost. If they entered a shop, he paused by the doorway, as if waiting for the journey to be resumed. The devastations, however, were speedily made good, and, in two years more, it was finished. “So I see that you have become content with your hardscrabble existence, your week-to-week survival, your Martin Chen!” “Who?” “Your limp-wristed lover!” “Um.
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