He leaned back in a low chair, and watched her graceful movements, the play of her white hands as she bent over some wonderful machine. He hung vaguely for a moment as she passed. Jerking forward, she jabbed backwards. “The truth!” Annabel bent over her and whispered in her sister’s ear. “Have you never met a suitable wife? What is wrong with getting married and having children as Mike and Shari have done? I should love to think. Here he halted; and, looking upwards, read, at the foot of an immense sign-board, displaying a gaudily-painted angel with expanded pinions and an olive-branch, not the name he expected to find, but that of WILLIAM KNEEBONE, WOOLLENDRAPER.
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