He looked at Annabel, whose face was buried in her hands— he looked back at Anna, who was regarding him with an easy composure which secretly irritated him. Shall I send him to Sir John?” Annabel was white to the lips, but her anger was not yet spent. "But never mind who, or what I am. ’ ‘Dieu du ciel! But this is catastrophe.
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