" "And why not?" asked Kneebone, eagerly. ” Annabel saw Ennison first, and noticing his single companion calmly ignored him. Then he stood up and hailed a fiacre. She met the keen grey eyes of a clean-shaven man, between forty and fifty, quietly dressed in professional attire. The fragrance of dryer sheets lay upon her like the snow that now drifted peacefully outside. Wood gave the required promise, though he could not help thinking that if either of them had cause to be jealous he was the party. Already he was dramatizing Ruth, involving her, now in some pearl thieving adventure, now in some impossible tale of a white goddess.
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