Annabel passed on with a strained nod to her sister, and Sir John’s bow was a miracle of icy displeasure. I don’t half disagree with you, Vee, really; only thing is, I don’t see how you’re going to pull it off. That she was provoked by his interference was obvious. From time to time the man below would shout, and the boy would let the threads go with the snap of a harpist, only to recover them instantly.
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