She refused to accept her fate, but what is it that she could do about it? Night after night she invented alternatives. "If you knew how much importance I attach to your answer," he continued passionately, "you would not refuse me one. She hung about his chair, followed him to the door, touched his sleeve timidly, all the while striving to pronounce the words which refused to rise to her tongue. Her heart full of dread, she dragged on it. ‘Yes, but quite my own fault. Yet there was nothing for her to do. “You are mine, Annabel, and nothing shall ever make me give you up. Yet in some hidden corner was a vein of sentiment, of which for the first time in his later life he was now unexpectedly aware. She hesitated.
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