“Why should one pretend?” she whispered. "Then I am old-fashioned. Abruptly he gripped her wrist. . “I really do not believe,” he announced with satisfaction, “that any one would recognize me. Jack was not half your age when he died. Brendon. Half an hour's labour, during which he was obliged more than once to pause to regain breath, sufficed to make a hole wide enough to allow a passage for his arm up to the elbow. It was he who saw them first coming down the room—Annabel in a wonderful white satin gown in front, and Sir John stiff, unbending, disapproving, bringing up the rear.
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