The young lady—if she had come in here at all—had vanished. “Sir John of course disapproves of me,” she remarked slowly. . I’d rather die than hear any more fairytales. . ‘I would read your body,’ he whispered, and lifted her fingers to his lips. There was no broken faith—not even any question of anything of the sort. And yet—he thought of the supper party where he had met Annabel Pellissier, the stories about her, his own few minutes’ whispered lovemaking! He was a self-contained young man, but his cheeks grew hot at the thought of the things which it had seemed quite natural to say to her then, but which he knew very well would have been instantly resented by the girl whom he had just left. His reputation was slightly tainted by his marriage to her mother, an exotic blue-eyed raven-haired beauty, a Gypsy doll with a clandestine heritage. “So am I the jewel or the bug inside?” He smiled. ” “It is over for now,” he answered, “but I cannot bear to think that you are subject to this sort of thing. ‘At last,’ he cried, ‘I have found you!’ He would listen to nothing. ” She stopped short.
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