Nothing would induce me to marry you, or any man at present. Would you tell her … now?" his eyes flaming with mockery. He seemed to have expected them. "Well, Joan," said the benevolent mechanic, after he had looked at her steadfastly for a few moments, "what say you?—silence gives consent, eh?" Mrs. Annabel had taken her life into her hands with gay insouciance, had made her own friends, gone her own way.
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