” “May I ask,” Anna said softly, “what you presume to have been the nature of my errand here this evening?” Sir John pointed to Annabel, who was as yet utterly limp. Her face reminded him of a delicate unglazed porcelain cup, filled with blond wine. There's not his peer among the peerage. ” “In a minute, in a minute,” he answered, his eyes fixed upon Anna. The end of the world seemed at hand. As he turned the handle, it moved, and the door was taken from his hand and pulled outward by the young footman.
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