” She paused. She winced when first she heard the preparation-room door open and Capes came down the laboratory; but when at last he reached her she was self-possessed. Unless it was a jewel or locket of some kind. Nor, he would wager, had the heroic Monsieur Valade, who had rescued her from that life and brought her to England, taught her in that short time all that Gerald was certain she knew of men. ” “No, I don’t. If anyone noticed, he did not report the event. ” Annabel looked at her with terrified eyes. \" Mike retorted churlishly. Here was a poor half-naked creature, with a straw crown on his head, and a wooden sceptre in his hand, seated on the ground with all the dignity of a monarch on his throne. She has already forgotten it.
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