Chapter XXII AN OLD FOOL Lady Ferringhall made room for him on the sofa by her side. ” Annabel no longer attempted to conceal her emotion. "What's that?—Jack's voice!" "It is," replied her son. ” Miss Stanley reflected as Ann Veronica went toward the house. " "Devil!" muttered Jack, again grasping his pistol. Kneebone's. ” “You gave it him well. “Don’t think that I have been playing the spy upon you,” he continued.
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