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And now, a fair exchange, Sir. I give you the plain, unadulterated truth. Mr. Capes stood side by side upon an old Persian carpet that did duty as a hearthrug in the dining-room of their flat and surveyed a shining dinner-table set for four people, lit by skilfully-shaded electric lights, brightened by frequent gleams of silver, and carefully and simply adorned with sweet-pea blossom. They don’t know who did it, actually. “You are Sir John Ferringhall,” she repeated. " The desperate eagerness to go with him—and she dared not voice it! She watched him until McClintock joined him and the two made off toward the south. She sprang to her feet and stood listening with parted lips and eager eyes. Annabel set her teeth hard, and turned fiercely towards Anna. On a bench at the foot of the trees, with a pipe in his mouth, and a tankard by his side, sat the worthy carpenter, looking the picture of good-heartedness and benevolence. “Lighten up. ’ ‘How do you do?’ Gerald said pleasantly, stepping from the pillared portico and coming down the shallow stairway.
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