He’d borne mention of the woman’s name. But here was a girl—she must be a girl, since she was his daughter and pat-able—imitating the woman quite remarkably and cleverly. CHAPTER XVIII The doctor reached for the key and studied it sombrely. Before Wood had time to inquire into the cause of this sound, his attention was diverted by a man, who rushed past the entry with the swiftness of desperation. She had never been able to discover where her father had hidden his shaving mirror. “I think this ends the business,” he said, turning to his sister. 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. I do not care in the least. It would be difficult to find another human being subjected to so many angles of attack as Spurlock. Her father was holding her waist, smiling. “The twins were left with his sister, Cris. “What on earth did you expect me to do, then?” he asked.
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