‘Where are you taking me?’ she asked, assuming a fearful accent. Can’t ask the gent to go abroad and condone a bigamy. The locket contained the face of her mother—all the family album she had. We fixed that. ” And to them were presently added a roguish-looking young man, with reddish hair, an orange tie, and a fluffy tweed suit, and others who, in Ann Veronica’s memory, in spite of her efforts to recall details, remained obstinately just “others. Courtlaw found himself ushered without questions into Annabel’s long low drawing-room, fragrant with flowers and somewhat to his surprise, crowded with guests.
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