“You don’t propose, do you,” she said quietly, “that I should take this man for my husband?” “You can drive him away,” Annabel cried. What a heat that news had wrought. In a moment or two, Madame Valade recovered her sangfroid. The question ceased to be a tea-table talk, and became suddenly tragically real for Ann Veronica. ” “You did not notice anything which may have escaped this lady? You saw no one leave the flats?” “No one,” Brendon answered. ‘He destroyed the papers?’ ‘That’s right,’ Roding said, throwing her a glance of frowning surprise, as if he had not rated her intelligence so high. Give me but leave to try. I've come all these miles for this young fellow; but I don't cotton to the idea of lallygagging four weeks in this burg.
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