” Chapter XVIII ANNABEL AND “ALCIDE” Lady Ferringhall lifted her eyes to the newcomer, and the greeting in them was obviously meant for him alone. He had absorbed her in a single glance, and was now defining her as he worked. “I haven’t seen the new Patience, dear,” she said. He came along, he said, just to call, with large, loud apologies, radiantly kind and good. It was painted in the early seventeenth century by a minor artist named DuPre.
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