The evening was warm and inviting, one meant to be spent outdoors. She padded up the stairs to the bedroom, finding that her sheets had been changed with a fresh pillow case to welcome her weary head. He continued tenderly, almost affectionately. Suddenly she had become afraid. Further on, there was a small chandler's shop, where Jack observed an old woman seated at the counter, attended by a little girl. She could not analyse what was stirring in her: the thought of losing the doll, the dog, and the cat. And yet—he thought of the supper party where he had met Annabel Pellissier, the stories about her, his own few minutes’ whispered lovemaking! He was a self-contained young man, but his cheeks grew hot at the thought of the things which it had seemed quite natural to say to her then, but which he knew very well would have been instantly resented by the girl whom he had just left. Then suddenly her spirit rose in revolt.
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