You mustn't go dressing up Tom, Dick, and Harry in
Henry Esmond's ruffles. He remembered little whispered speeches of hers, so like the Annabel of
Paris, so unlike the woman he loved, a hundred little things should have told him
long ago. ‘I have told you that I am entirely
English. He held her eyes. ‘So now you may safely cease
your roundaboutation, and tell me what took you to Remenham House. CHAPTER VIII. No,
never mind about thanking me. He stood outside of the car, bewildered, as she
walked up to the BMW’s front bumper. There was a look in her eyes which
puzzled him. Having secured this implement, he burst from his
conductor, and, leaping into the hatch, as clowns generally spring into the clockfaces, when in pursuit of harlequin in the pantomime,—that is, back foremost,—
broke into a fit of loud and derisive laughter, kicking his heels merrily all the
time against the boards.
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