“If it is a choice between the two,” she answered, “I must be Annabel Pellissier. In her case the barrier was not selfishness but the perception that her interest
would be misinterpreted, naturally. ‘You mean I should give myself a dressingdown? Very well. But Sheppard took no notice of the exclamation. For yonder went the loneliest man in all God's
unhappy world. There was hope for me then. Her figure, though slight, had all the fulness of health; and her
complexion—still pale, but without its former sickly cast,—contrasted agreeably,
by its extreme fairness, with the dark brows and darker lashes that shaded eyes
which, if they had lost some of their original brilliancy, had gained infinitely
more in the soft and chastened lustre that replaced it. But woe to those who disregard them! Of course, basically it is
all wrong; and sometimes God must laugh at our ideas of rectitude. He will be here in a moment or so, and you will then learn his
determination. There is nobody, then?"
"Oh, there is an aunt. Ramage. While you talked I was only making our plans.
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