“Is your husband here to-night?” he asked. In this cell was a huntsman, who had fractured his skull while hunting, and was perpetually hallooing after the hounds;—in that, the most melancholy of all, the grinning gibbering lunatic, the realization of "moody madness, laughing wild. Certain phases of irony always caused him to chuckle audibly. The wedding procession passed on, and the cynical rabble poured in behind. That won’t involve references, as a bank account would—and all that sort of thing. When he beheld Jack he uttered a deep groan. Her lover surely did not 223 understand the implications of what he had asked for and his lust blinded him to the realities of existence even now. T' other gen'l'man said the letter 'ud explain all. Courtlaw found himself ushered without questions into Annabel’s long low drawing-room, fragrant with flowers and somewhat to his surprise, crowded with guests.
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