On a pallet in one corner lay a pale emaciated female. " "What is it?" asked the poor woman. The major’s hand stilled. ‘Her purpose, if you will believe me, is to get herself a dowry so that she may marry an Englishman. You’re neither of you any longer under arrest. It was he who saw them first coming down the room—Annabel in a wonderful white satin gown in front, and Sir John stiff, unbending, disapproving, bringing up the rear.
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