Remember, in your story—look at it, scattered everywhere!—that line? We arrive at true happiness only through labyrinths of misery. He went over his interview with her again, their conversation at dinner-time. Annabel was born soulless, a human butterfly, if ever there was one. ‘One of your countrymen, perhaps?’ The girl clammed up, the moon of her white face staring up at him in the darkness. It was a hoax, it was the only thing possible, until she heard Cathy say, “Let me hold those for you.
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