Annabel had spoken calmly enough and steadily, but his brain refused at first to accept the full meaning of her words. He went into the study and sat down at his table, but not to write. The girl regarded him with the face of a Sphinx. "Good night!" "So," muttered Jonathan, "having started the hare, I'll now unleash the hounds. "Bolt the wicket!" shouted Ireton, who, with the others, had been not a little entertained by the gallant turnkey's discomfiture. A slender young man, wearing glasses, appeared from the shadow of the nearest van. ’ ‘Indeed?’ Gerald said politely. He saw the expression on the girl's face and understood what it signified, that it was the reflected pattern of his own.
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