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” “Don’t tempt me,” she said, laughing, and drawing her opera-cloak together. I have been sitting with him ever since. En tout cas, no one has asked you to puzzle out anything at all. “A new admirer, Annabel? But what has that to do with your going to England?” “Everything! He is Sir John Ferringhall—very stupid, very respectable, very egotistical. She laughed a little contemptuously. You cannot possibly leave me here alone with Gerald. Pah!’ She flounced about and, crossing to the bed, plonked down on it, pointedly averting her face and resting the large pistol in her lap. This man was apparently not sure whether he was Meysey Hill or not. What he intended to do with it is of little consequence now. At present I cannot marry, I will not become bound even to any one. She reflected upon that with a thrill of terror that was also, somehow, in some faint remote way, gleeful. You mustn’t go clawing after a man that doesn’t belong to you—that isn’t even interested in you. A tall, clean-shaven man came out and walked rapidly through the room, exchanging greetings right and left, but evidently anxious to avoid being detained. She was a trained being—trained by an implacable mother to one end. But he knew.
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