But I do not love you. Professing to stand between the robber and the robbed, he himself plundered both. Annabel passed on with a strained nod to her sister, and Sir John’s bow was a miracle of icy displeasure. After you went he got up and took refuge in the preparation-room. But he had always felt (he had never allowed himself to think of it) that the promptitude of their family was a little indelicate of her, and in a sense an intrusion.
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