She pulled him towards the bed. “You’re splendid!” said Teddy, with his hair wild in the wind. Some years ago, in 1715, just before the Rebellion, I was rash enough to league myself with the Jacobite party, and by Wild's machinations got clapped into Newgate, whence I was glad to escape with my head upon my shoulders. It was Annabel who caught at the paper. A brief feeling of empathy with Pottiswick passed through him. But indeed that is not at all a good description of her attitude.
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