Her eyes were dilated— fixed in a horrified stare at the parting in the curtains which hung before the window. During the foregoing occurrences a dead calm prevailed. ” “A—marriage certificate!” Annabel gasped. ‘Danged if I ever hear the like! A Frenchie is what you are, and there ain’t no granddaughter Charvill no more. Then to the Feathers, in Drury Lane.
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