Still, they bob up occasionally. Yet her hands dropped, and she sighed deeply. Can’t face a scandal. . How I envied Gianfrancesco on his wedding night, how I writhed in agony just thinking 171 about his intimacies with you! Then you became pregnant, and there he was, posturing and gloating like the rest of the family, my divinations of a boy in your womb pronounced. “Annabel,” she said, “you are my sister, or I would bid you take the flowers if you care for them, and leave the room. I have been stupid and foolish. "My own father!" Queerly the room and its objects receded and vanished; and there intervened a series of mental pictures that so long as she lived would ever be recurring. No, this was imbecile.
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