Ennison started and looked anxiously at Anna. “Well!” she declared good-humouredly. Not entirely. ‘He arst me to find him someone who might go with you. Wild on his guard against an assassin. Not a word was uttered by the assemblage; but a hush of expectation reigned throughout. She saw herself begin a slow, sinuous dance: and stop suddenly in the middle of a figure, conscious that the dance was not impromptu, her own, but native—the same dance she had quitted but a few minutes gone. It began as a joke. He has a way of sitting on people. He reappeared in street clothes, his cropped hair not even damp from the shower, fresh-faced and sweetsmelling. She had been forced to buy herself that pair of boots and a walking-skirt, and the pearl necklace at the pawnbrokers’ had yielded very disappointingly.
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