Shall I send him to Sir John?” Annabel was white to the lips, but her anger was not yet spent. "How have you contrived to still these troubled waters?" "I've chanced upon an old ally in the Master of the Mint," answered Rowland. “Were you thinking of private apartments, a boarding-house or an hotel?” she asked. Will you venture?" "It is a hazardous experiment," said Thames, after a moment's reflection; "but I will make it. “You mean to tell me” he said, “that you have a lover? While I have been keeping you! Yes—keeping you!” This view of life he hurled at her as if it were an offensive missile. ’ ‘What name would you like, then?’ Her shadowed features turned in his direction. Had he been listening inside? ‘What is amiss?’ ‘That Frenchie, sir. It was for ever.
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