Her steps slowed. " "What proof have you that I am?"—was the return bolt. So was I, in fact. Shall I send him to Sir John?” Annabel was white to the lips, but her anger was not yet spent. “What did it matter?” she cried. Me, you may have. I drew out what I had saved and boarded the first ship out. What passed between them I cannot think—I dare not. Gerald guessed she was biting her tongue on an explosive retort as she eyed him. 148 “Sure. “No thanks. ” Meddoes turned round from the table on which he was practising shots and shrugged his shoulders.
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