He looked at Annabel, whose face was buried in her hands— he looked back at Anna, who was regarding him with an easy composure which secretly irritated him. “But I am at singing-pitch. The day was unseasonably humid and dark, a thick fog having descended over manicured lawns. I did not want anything made smooth and easy for me.
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