He went in there, and he was in there for a good half hour. She looked more than her sixty odd years, in spite of a still lush head of black hair, streaked with a little grey, which was visible under her cap and of immediate interest to Gerald. Wood?" "With pleasure," replied the woollen-draper. “Eight, Cavendish Square. ” Annabel rose slowly to her feet, walked to the door as though to see that it was shut, and came back with slow lagging footsteps. " "Wait a bit, massa," replied the grinning negro,—"lilly bit—see all right fust.
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