“The truth!”
Annabel bent over her and whispered in her sister’s ear. He rambled in an unfortunate monotone,
the result of his innate fear of public speaking. He tried not to think—of Ruth with her mother's locket, of her misguided father,
taking his lonely way to sea. But it was the form of her ruling determination; it was the only
form that she ever allowed to see daylight. . But how far could he fly on a few hundred? True, he might
find a job somewhere; but every footstep from behind…!
"Who is she? Where does she come from?"
"You mean Miss Enschede?"
"Yes. ‘You see, it is that my papa, he is without sympathy,’ said the lady sadly. What
might it have been?’
Mrs Sindlesham shook her head helplessly. After all, that was life. You sing better than
Annabel ever did, you have even a better style. "
With this, she burst into tears, and sank with her face upon his shoulder. His mother smiled in return, an
act that brightened her thin face.
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