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‘What do you do here?’ demanded the young lady, moving to meet him. ” She glanced shyly at the mirror above her dressing-table, and then about her at the furniture, as though it might penetrate to the thoughts that peeped in her mind. " "Very well. 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. ” 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. Fancy, as they say hereabouts!" What had aroused this open-air monologue was a small tin sign in a window. Straitened circumstances would not have mattered; a mother would have managed somehow. A man's laced hat,—whether adopted from the caprice of the moment, or habitually worn, we are unable to state,—cocked knowingly on her head, harmonized with her masculine appearance. The weather's been foul enough for the last fortnight, but I've never turned my back upon it.
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