But whatever she may have said was lost as Gerald pinned her to the wall, the point of the sword at her throat. As she hoisted her skirts near her waist, she thought ruefully of the last time she had worn such an elaborate gown, sometime near 1910 when petticoats were still considered hip everyday garb. ” She took the pocket-book and looked up at him with a little impulsive movement. ” Chapter XXVI ANNABEL IS WARNED “You!” David Courtlaw crossed the floor of the dingy little sitting-room with outstretched hands. At once there came an answering knock. Your sister! Great God, how like she is to what you were!” Annabel looked around her nervously. “You would appear to be trying to destroy a comradeship which has been very, very pleasant. " This injunction was instantly obeyed. She had never been to the opera before except as one of a congested mass of people in the cheaper seats, and with backs and heads and women’s hats for the frame of the spectacle; there was by contrast a fine large sense of space and ease in her present position. In a momentary fury she seized and tore in pieces the study which remained upon the easel.
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