She colored faintly. Pain sliced into Gerald’s hand and his sword arm jerked. Ennison himself, with the recollection of Annabel’s visit still fresh in his mind, was for a moment constrained and ill at ease. She crept into the living room and turned off the set, adjusting Cathy’s blanket which had fallen to the carpeted floor. In spite of God and wasps and her father, she had stolen plums; and once because of discovered misdeeds, and once because she had realized that her mother was dead, she had lain on her face in the unmown grass, beneath the elmtrees that came beyond the vegetables, and poured out her soul in weeping. They were really very fine and abundant, with a blaze of perennial sunflowers behind them.
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