He was a manly man, free from any strong maternal strain, and he had loved his dark-eyed, dainty bright-colored, and active little wife with a real vein of passion in his sentiment. “Sir John!” Annabel gasped. “I don’t know much about the technique of music,” he said at last, with his eyes upon her.
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