A note of belligerency had crept into his tone. 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. "My mother,—my poor mother!" exclaimed Jack. Maggot, kissing her hand to him.
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