She traveled through back yards and quiet side streets on her way home, careful to avoid the main thoroughfares, fraught as they were with people in cars who would recognize her person or notice her dress. "I think you're all bewitched," she cried. “I was half hoping that I might be allowed to see you home. "A vow," she answered,—"a vow to my dead husband. The love-songs of all the ages were singing in her blood, the scent of night stock from the garden filled the air, and the moths that beat upon the closed frames of the window next the lamp set her mind dreaming of kisses in the dusk. The jealous burn at his eyes subsided and his finger came up. “Annabel Pellissier is known to most of us. But Gerald wouldn’t hear of it. ” “I am going to ask more than a favour,” she said slowly. I shall know what to say to him when he comes.
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