“You are too good for me,” she said in a low voice. “Who are you—Annabel Pellissier or her ghost?” Anna laughed. She tightened her bandage and sat back, biting her lip. It had been a trying day. She had come to despise those who were fertile out of pure jealousy, but could not admit it to herself. There was some one there.
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