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If you do not help me to read the riddle of yourself, Annabel, I think that very soon I shall be a candidate for the asylum. But from the rest—you saved me. When I carried you up here like a bride, that is the way I wanted us to be, Mary Lucia. And I wish you all the happiness in the world. She stood looking down upon him with dilated eyes. She was a trained being—trained by an implacable mother to one end. I’m that shamed to confess it, miss, but it were then I thought of Martha. The hour for which, presumably, she had been created was drawing nigh. For a while they stood there, silent, motionless, staring at the doorway where still a few strings of the bamboo curtain swayed and twisted, agitated by the Wastrel's passage. Sheppard, he turned to quit the churchyard.
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