Section 2. You creep around in a nun’s habit, peering into a private ballroom. She sat very still, and his eyes rested on that ornament for a moment, and then travelled slowly to her wrist and the soft lines of her forearm. “Let me get you some water, Annabel. Obey my orders, and you've nothing to fear. If you were a poet in need of rhymes, you had only to turn to a certain page. He addressed the boy as Jay.
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