Courtlaw found himself ushered without questions into Annabel’s long low
drawing-room, fragrant with flowers and somewhat to his surprise, crowded with
guests. "Halloa!" cried Jack, looking round, and trying to fix his inebriate gaze upon the
speaker,—"who's that?"
"Your mother," replied Mrs. ’
Her lips parted, but she did not speak. What an adventure! Of course, you'll bark your shins here
and there and hit your funnybone; but the newness of everything will be
something of a compensation. His perception of her personal beauty deepened and quickened with each
encounter. He recognised Anna, and at once addressed her. “Did I do something wrong?” He asked. At the least,
the tales had the ability to make her forget where she was; which was something
in their favour. The moment they cease to be serviceable, or become dangerous he
lodges an information, and the matter's settled. ”
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“Your family?”
“She was my first wife, and because she turned me,
she was like a mother to me. “Would you mind calling that
hansom for me?”
He looked at it critically and shook his head. The summons was instantly answered by a shop-boy.
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