A young man —almost a boy, slight, dark, and with his brother’s deep grey eyes—came across the room to her. At Morningside Park I feel as though all my growing up was presently to stop, as though I was being shut in from the light of life, and, as they say in botany, etiolated. The flat was apparently empty. “A new admirer, Annabel? But what has that to do with your going to England?” “Everything! He is Sir John Ferringhall—very stupid, very respectable, very egotistical. She was at the end of girlhood and on the eve of a woman’s crowning experience. After all a thousand pounds is a trifle to rid you of an upstart, who may chance to deprive you of tens of thousands.
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