Annabel shines like a star in the darkness, Rosamund queens it a rose, deep rose; But the lady I love is like sunshine in April weather, She gleams and gladdens, she warms—and goes. She began to want to lay her head down on his chest but absolutely denied herself. Something forbade him to draw her toward him and seal the compact with a kiss. The letter began: “MY DEAREST GIRL,—I cannot let you do this foolish thing—” She crumpled notes and letter together in her hand, and then with a passionate gesture flung them into the fire. In the beginning it was a dictionary. One peculiarity she did not fail to notice. ‘Then it must certainly be Eugénie. En tout cas, I am not trespassing at all. She had black hair, fine eyebrows, and a clear complexion; and the forces that had modelled her features had loved and lingered at their work and made them subtle and fine. Oh, I think I understand, Annabel. No matter how many books one read, each was different, as each human being was different. ‘He was very kind to me.
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