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. “I want to make love for the first time tonight. ’ ‘What if she goes back to Charvill?’ demanded Roding. ’ *** Everett, General Lord Charvill, master of a barony stretching over a wide estate that encroached on the hundreds of Witham, Thurstable and Dengy, stood before his own fireplace, glaring at his visitors from under bushy white brows from a head held necessarily low above a back painfully bent by rheumatism. “Yes,” she said at last, “it is firm and affectionate. Her father’s ideas of expostulation were a little harsh and forcible, and over the claret-colored table-cloth and under the gas chandelier, with his hat and umbrella between them like the mace in Parliament, he and his daughter contrived to have a violent quarrel. To a woman she might have confided; but to this man, kindly as he was, it was unthinkable. He shook his head. Gianfrancesco stumbled belatedly onto the beach, his feet padding wet sand. Pah!’ She flounced about and, crossing to the bed, plonked down on it, pointedly averting her face and resting the large pistol in her lap. “Cheer up, Annabel.
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