Courtlaw found himself ushered without questions into Annabel’s long low drawing-room, fragrant with flowers and somewhat to his surprise, crowded with guests. “I don’t see what he has to do with my coming to London?” “He—he worships the ground you tread on. “You see,” he said, “from my point of view you’re grown up— you’re as old as all the goddesses and the contemporary of any man alive. Looking for something, or someone, probably. Bu I can speak to that point. ” “I know. “Only four spoonsful left,” she declared briskly, “and your turn to buy the next pound, Sydney. "We must change the subject," remarked Thornhill, pausing in his task; "this will never do. Having disposed of his steed and swallowed a glass of brandy, without taking any other refreshment, he threw himself on a couch, where he sank at once into a heavy slumber.
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