Answering him was agonizing. 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. Hers was beauty on a large scale no doubt; but it was beauty, nevertheless: and the carpenter thought her eyes as bright, her complexion as blooming, and her figure (if a little more buxom) quite as captivating as when he led her to the altar some twenty years ago. There were white men with families, a fine mission-house, and a club-house for cards and billiards. "Good bye!" cried Mrs. "He lives at Dollis Hill, a beautiful spot near Willesden, about four or five miles from town, where he has taken a farm.
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