” Capes watched the limpid water dripping from his oar. ‘Damnation!’ Confused, he released her, and in an instant she had darted away and was running down the garden. As he looked in this direction, Wild gave him a significant wink, the meaning of which he was not slow to comprehend. He reached for her chin and lifted it up. Just as he reached them, the Comte de St Erme drew Valade a little apart and began to converse with him in rapid French. Through an open door was a glimpse of the bathroom—a vision of luxury, out of which Annabel herself, in a wonderful dressing-gown and followed by a maid presently appeared.
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