"Forgive—forgive me!" "I have nothing to forgive," replied Mrs. 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. Mike was showing his territorial instincts, brought out by the fact that he was drunk.
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