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You have taken upon your shoulders the burden of her misdeeds. “Mrs. He’s a prig to the finger-tips, is Sir John—doesn’t know what an artist is. Is all that folly done with—for ever?” Annabel shivered ever so slightly. Nevertheless, Sir John had the look of a man who was enjoying himself. The girl was like some north-country woodland pool, penetrated by a single shaft of sunlight—beautifully clear in one spot and mysteriously obscured elsewhere. “What the devil are you doing star-gazing here?” Ennison looked at him in surprise.
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