" He shifted the pages together, rolled and thrust them under her arm. We must wave our hands at the blue hills far away there and go back to London and work. ” She finished her breakfast and strolled out across the garden with the letters still in her hand. Why on earth couldn’t he leave her to grow in her own way? Her pride rose at the bare thought of return. To Ruth the thought of Hartford no longer projected upon her vision a city of spires and houses and tree-lined streets. She would have to leave very soon. "You open it, Ruth. My name is Annabel, not Anna.
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