“Annabel!” she exclaimed. The autumn rain had made every surface tacky, the wet seats of painted red picnic tables were avoided. He drew a little breath of relief. She had looked up from her seat at the small round table in the centre of the parlour which, together with the wooden armchairs beside the small fireplace, and a sideboard next the single casement, was all the furniture the place afforded. Neither of them joined in the applause which followed upon her exit. There was now no honest way of warning Taber that the net had been drawn. “Yes.
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