On the mantelpiece in front of her was a note
addressed to her in Annabel’s handwriting. I should lose
every scrap of independence—even my self-respect. Not then. Do you know of what I speak?”
“I do, I do!” She said. "
"You're a noble-hearted little fellow, Thames," rejoined Wood, casting a look of
pride and affection at his adopted son, whose head he gently patted; "and give
promise of a glorious manhood. We dine at seven-thirty. Immediately he was gone, she
regretted that she had not followed. They give
themselves airs, but so it is. Do have some tea, won’t you? If you must, go
then. Over the sea of heads arose a black and dismal object. There was also a curious interview at a big hotel with a middle-aged,
white-powdered woman, all covered with jewels and reeking of scent, who
wanted a Companion. ‘Prudence? This name I have heard
it spoken. Sheppard superior to her
station.
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