It was enough that she witnessed it and could not go to him. Had it come already? Chapter XXVII JOHN FERRINGHAM, GENTLEMAN “Confess, my dear husband,” Annabel said lightly, “that you are bewildered. Her interest grew as she read, a certain distaste disappeared. I must have something in hand. Do not let her think worse of me than I deserve,—or even so ill. ” “Then he—and Paris—lied,” Ennison answered.
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