"
"Be it so!" rejoined Sir Rowland, with concentrated fury; "but before we do part,
I am resolved to know the name of your pretended husband!"
"Torture shall not wrest it from me," answered his sister, firmly. You act your part capitally, but it won't do. ’
‘Indeed?’ said Gerald, surprised. Every rule is against me—Why did I let you begin this? I might have told—”
“I don’t see that you could help—”
“I might have helped—”
“You couldn’t. He can come round there. You needn’t be in any
doubt about it. Perhaps he had lost his loved ones and was wandering over the world
seeking forgetfulness. Then he hovered undecidedly for some seconds
with his hands in his pockets and his mouth puckered to a whistle before he
turned to go home by the Avenue. Annabel! Annabel!”
His voice became a shriek. You creep
around in a nun’s habit, peering into a private ballroom. "
"What right have you to suppose this, Sir?" demanded Trenchard, sternly. Outside in the hall he paused and thoughtfully stroked his smooth blue chin. A pair of long-lashed blue eyes studied them both as she slowly brought
her hands down to rest by her sides. "
CHAPTER VI.
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