Standing before a mirror set on a dresser between the windows, two hands frozen in the act of adjusting a wide-brimmed hat on her head, stood a lady in a dark riding habit, her startled features turned towards the door. She longed to allow him to kiss her again, to touch her again. She is something different. Disappointed puppy-love, and all that. 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. Everything in the world had changed for her. “Yes! I must! The thing is becoming a torture to me. “I lied, as I would have committed a murder, or done any evil deed sooner than lose you. You won't refuse me, I'm sure; so no more need be said about the matter. ” “But how can I help it? How can I keep silence?” “Please!” she insisted.
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