“A new admirer, Annabel? But what has that to do with your going to England?” “Everything! He is Sir John Ferringhall—very stupid, very respectable, very egotistical. ” Courtlaw’s walking stick, which he had been handling, fell with a crash to the ground. He had nothing to guide him; for though the torches were blazing ruddily below, their gleam fell only on the side of the building. “I remember it very well indeed. A fire enveloped her, a fire which was strangely healing, filling her heart with warmth, blotting out the menace of the world. ” “He certainly did not follow you out,” Brendon answered.
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