Yet her embarrassment was only a passing thing. Annabel lounged in her chair with a sort of insolent abandon in her pose, and wide-open eyes which never flinched or drooped. One’s sense of proportion, battered out of all shape in the daily life of cities, reasserts itself. Before an hour had elapsed, the concourse was fearfully increased. Brendon dismissed the subject with a wave of the hand.
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