He was a manly man, free from any strong maternal strain, and he had loved his dark-eyed, dainty bright-colored, and active little wife with a real vein of passion in his sentiment. ’ ‘I am afraid that there is,’ Gerald told her evenly. CHAPTER II. Shall I send him to Sir John?” Annabel was white to the lips, but her anger was not yet spent. “I’m very shy, and I would like to opt out if you don’t mind. The door was closed— locked,—and the pair were heard descending the stairs. ‘I kissed you once, didn’t I?’ Her pulses jumped and she stared. “With me I believe that it is more.
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