He had conveyed it to her, not verbally, but by means of a letter, which seemed to her a singularly ignoble method of prohibition. Sheppard. Giving him a wide berth, and keeping her pistol high, she made her way to the door and warily peered through it. “Annabel at last,” he shouted. “You are Sir John Ferringhall,” she repeated.
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