" "Liar!" cried Jack. ” Chapter II THE ADVENTURE OF ANNABEL The man spoke mercilessly, incisively, as a surgeon. I thought that I was marrying Meysey Hill, not that creature. ‘Jacques, where are you hurt?’ But as she asked the question, she saw the wound. Once again, he passed his hand over the surface and carefully noted all the obstacles. The only circumstance which served to awaken a darker feeling in his breast was, that his implacable foe Jonathan Wild had survived the wound inflicted by Blueskin, and was slowly recovering. Pramlay received them in the pretty chintz drawing-room, which opened by French windows on the trim garden, with its croquet lawn, its tennis-net in the middle distance, and its remote rose alley lined with smart dahlias and flaming sunflowers.
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