After all, it was what she had been praying for—and Annabel could not have known her address. "There's the house," said Jack, pointing to a pretty cottage, the small wooden porch of which was covered with roses and creepers, with a little trim garden in front of it. Every house-top, every window, every wall, every projection, had its occupants. He could not contain his satisfaction, but chuckled, and rubbed his hands with delight. She was the type that people of every age gravitated to, naturally affable and kind to everyone. "Another moment, and it'll be too late. She could tell that he probably wanted to kiss her, but she did not act upon the opportunity.
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