’ ‘Don’t you believe it. “You are mine, Annabel, and nothing shall ever make me give you up. She got up and unlocked the door. He stood up, apparently intending to put an arm about her, but she stepped back from him quickly. She found herself alone in the train asking herself what she must do next, and trying not to think of herself as cut off from home or any refuge whatever from the world she had resolved to face. This queer father of hers had given her everything but his arms. She must get to the vestry. Lucy loved orchestras, the bittersweet tinge of rosin dust that hung in the air, the way that the sun shone through filthy windows illuminating the marimbas with a storybook light.
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