I think too much about myself. ’ ‘The what, miss?’ asked Kimble, frowning. She found him reclined, watching television in a small guest room hidden in a back wing of the massive house. She was afraid people would follow her, she was afraid of the dark, open doorways she passed, and afraid of the blazes of light; she was afraid to be alone, and she knew not what it was she feared. ” Annabel’s hand stole into his. ‘Leave it, imbecile. ’ ‘It’s not that,’ the nun said urgently, ‘but I’ve remembered something important. That same adventurousness that had already buoyed her through crises that would have overwhelmed any normally feminine girl with shame and horror now became uppermost again.
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