The smell assaulted them even before they entered the restaurant, greasy and savory. "Shall I take the babby home with me!" persisted Wood, in a tone between jest and earnest. ” A little sobbing cry from Annabel arrested Sir John’s attention. She tried gentle words with him, beguiling perfumes, even slipped aphrodisiac tisanes into his soup. “You must tell me the truth, please. How can he help you?” She threw such a look upon him that even he, Sir John Ferringhall, carpetmerchant, hide-bound Englishman, slow-witted, pompous, deliberate, felt his heart beat to music. “I have waited for this,” he said, and stood quite still, looking at her until the silence became oppressive. Where is Sebastianus? I am Rhea. He is an awfully good sort— and now he has come to me to help him if I can. If morality means anything it means keeping bounds, respecting implications, respecting implicit bounds. “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. As I hope for mercy, I speak the truth!— let him deny it if he can. White and Miss Ellicot laid each a hand upon his arm, one on either side. ‘Eh bien, does that mean that you will do it again?’ ‘Not if I can help it,’ Gerald uttered, alarmed.
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