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‘Now you see why it is I no longer require the proof of which I have spoken. ” Chapter XXVI ANNABEL IS WARNED “You!” David Courtlaw crossed the floor of the dingy little sitting-room with outstretched hands. He has always plenty of evidence in reserve. ] CHAPTER XI The second call energized her into action. Ann Veronica, who knew her dress became her, dropped a curtsy to her father’s regard. She was my first love. Courtlaw stood up. On the other a wretched engraving of the Chevalier de Saint George, or, as he was styled in the label attached to the portrait, James the Third, raised a suspicion that the inmate of the house was not altogether free from some tincture of Jacobitism. She leaned back in her seat and closed her eyes. ‘It is necessary that one is at all times ready to protect oneself,’ explained the young lady flatly.
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