He felt her warm breath upon his cheek, the perfume of her hair as she leaned over him. Had it come already? Chapter XXVII JOHN FERRINGHAM, GENTLEMAN “Confess, my dear husband,” Annabel said lightly, “that you are bewildered. She arrived about nine o’clock the next evening in a state of tremulous enthusiasm. ’ The fury welled. I have suffered—I have sinned—I have repented. The stoppage had materially lessened the distance between him and his pursuers, who now amounted to more than a hundred persons, many of whom carried lanterns and links.
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