After all, if one could wait twenty years or more in between bouts of lovemaking, one could certainly wait a few more days. He himself, middle-aged, steeped in traditions of the City and moneymaking, very ill-skilled in all the lighter graces of life, as he himself well knew, could yet come to her invested with something of the halo of romance by the almost magical powers of an unlimited banking account. “This place is very beautiful. So I come round the other way and—Lordy, miss, I’m that sorry I made a mull of it. " "When will you want me?"—with pitiful eagerness. He was not in love with her en désespoir which, he said, was necessary if a man would marry without getting a dowry from his wife. Had it come already? Chapter XXVII JOHN FERRINGHAM, GENTLEMAN “Confess, my dear husband,” Annabel said lightly, “that you are bewildered. Then he turned round and gazed thoughtfully at the particular spot in the fog where Courtlaw had disappeared.
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