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Of course she had taken the boy as her lover, acting as his muse. “Okay. Just dreamed—and ran away even from my dreams. Their poor hands!” “I know,” said Mr. ” “Then tell her to undress, confound her!” The City had been thoroughly annoying that day, and he was angry from the outset. 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. “I tell you it was a lie!” he shouted wildly. Here, indeed, was a type with which he had never until now come into contact—a natural woman.
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