“Annabel,” she said, “you are my sister, or I would bid you take the flowers if you care for them, and leave the room. " "How so?" asked the other, distrustfully. “Hey sis!” He cried drunkenly. The cold air gave her gooseflesh under her red brocade dress as she slipped outside. I went at last when I had barely a shilling in my purse to a dramatic agent. You must come and tell me all about it, although I am not sure whether we shall forgive you for not having written to any of us.
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