She walked over to them still carrying the trousers in her hands, and stooped to examine them. “But perhaps I want to confess them. ‘To me, quickly!’ There was a brief hush, and then the shouts resumed and several pairs of feet clattered towards her from, as it seemed, several directions. “Lighten up. I've been thinking about it ever since morning. ’ ‘But this is idiot. For fifteen years!—so long as I can remember! All I wanted was a little love, a caress now and then. And yet it was basically a fine action. Annabel passed on with a strained nod to her sister, and Sir John’s bow was a miracle of icy displeasure.
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