She could smell his cologne underneath his collar, or perhaps his aftershave. Two souls in travail; one inspired by fresh hopes, the other, by fresh despairs. A few feet away, across the low vases of pink and white roses, sat Annabel, more beautiful to-night perhaps than ever before in her life. She cried as he watched, frozen to the ground. The young officer sat in front, his hat perfectly straight. Winifred screamed. Wild never was the associate of thieves.
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