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He recognized the face instantly. She opened the window, for the night was mild, and sat on the floor with her chin resting upon the window-sill. ” Chapter III ANNA? OR ANNABEL? Sir John was wholly unable to understand the laugh and semi-ironical cheer which greeted his entrance to the smoking-room of the English Club on the following evening. It had her raven locks, her pouting lips. She had, by the magic of recollection, set the picture of the typhoon between herself and her table companions: the terrible rollers thundering on the white shore, the deafening bellow of the wind, the bending and snapping palms, the thatches of the native huts scattering inland, the blur of sand dust, and those two outcasts defying the elements. Then the long lashes sank demurely over them. Hill was seated. " "Uh-huh. The manservant shall bring your trunks in and pay the fare too, if you like. ” “Anna!” “It is true, dear.
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