Through an open door was a glimpse of the bathroom—a vision of luxury, out of which Annabel herself, in a wonderful dressing-gown and followed by a maid presently appeared. She heard this standard expression of a strong soul wrung with a critical coldness that astonished herself. And now YOU’RE on the war-path. The latter has, since, been induced to unite herself to Sir Cecil, on terms originating with her brother, and which, however strange and unprecedented, were acquiesced in by the suitor. He seemed to stay away from her because she was so cold and formal towards him, addressing him as Mister McCloskey as if she were an Irish maid. Those were dreams. But it was extraordinary what seemingly irrelevant things could restore her to the thought of Capes again. She remembered him as a dull figure, a big man with a belly that was already showing fat under his fine scarlet clothes.
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