But it was only when that damned scoundrel nearly spitted you in the chapel—’ He broke off and, to her intense satisfaction she saw he was not as much in command of himself as he would have her believe. She would look up, shake her head, and then go back to her reading or crewelwork. . Annabel had taken her life into her hands with gay insouciance, had made her own friends, gone her own way. Enjoy.
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