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And, as he spoke, he took up a sheet of paper, and hastily traced a few lines upon
it. Gerald began to ease forward, deciding just how he would accost her. “Where?”
“To that ball. ”
“But how?”
“I poured him out some port wine, and I said—let me see—oh, ‘You are going
to be a grandfather!’”
“Yes. She was a small blonde, not handsome, but with a flair for fashion
demonstrated by her elegant chemise gown in the very latest Canterbury muslin,
with its low décolletage barely concealed under a fine lawn handkerchief set
about her shoulders, and decorated with a mauve satin sash at the waist. She got up, put the
neat cuffs she had made into her work-basket, and went to the bureau for the
little cards in the morocco case. “If it is a choice between the two,” she answered, “I must be Annabel Pellissier. I’d to go to Remenham House as well, and show Pottiswick
your letter of authorisation. Such a mystery as you have set up. “You see,” he said, “it is doubtful if we can ever marry. "
CHAPTER XI. "No von," replied the Jew.
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