“But you do not know,” she whispered, “whether I am a married woman or not. On a stool eight feet high sat a small boy in a faded blue cotton, his face like that of young Buddha. Perhaps some one had kissed the brow that was now so cadaverous, rubbed that sunken cheek with loving fingers, held that stringy neck with passionately living hands. Her lips were apart, but no breath seemed to issue from them; and, but for a slight—very slight palpitation of the bosom, the vital principle might be supposed to be extinct. But here it is China. ” Annabel leaned back in her chair and laughed till the tears stood in her eyes. ’ With an unexpected flush of pleasure, he recalled the girl’s antics.
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