“It was a phase,” she said. ‘Well, shan’t I come to the major’s house up Stratton Street, sir?’ ‘I’ll give the major your report, Trodger. "What's that to you?" retorted Jack, surlily. She had thought it a mirror, because it was her. Then light footsteps became audible, descending the staircase with a certain deliberation and a faint rustle of skirts. She had recourse to the torn off strip of petticoat again, and blowing her nose with an air of determination, sniffed back the tears. ” Annabel laughed hardly. ‘You! Tell this fool who is the keeper here to come to me at once.
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