It was the day I borrowed a pencil; the day we first spoke to one another. There had been disappointments and humiliations, and although she hated to admit it even to herself, she was in desperate straits. But what did he know beyond these facts? Nothing, clearly. “Annabel,” she said, “I have never asked you for your confidence. He wrote poems to her beauty that he recited from a seemingly infinite memory. .
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