” Annabel’s hand stole into his. She tried to imagine the collective effect of the Fadden Ball; she had never seen a fancy-dress gathering in her life. Gerald did not know who she was, but he knew who she was not. "What proof have you of the truth of this story?" inquired Trenchard. “And what will Mr.
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