“It was a phase,” she said. She was dropped off at 2:30 at Whitefield Park, a huge extravagantly lit field in the new part of town. Following her lead, he fortified himself with a swallow of the excellent Madeira before responding. “Why, among other things, did I put my knuckles in his neck—deliberately to hurt him?” She tried to sound the humorous note. So she approached him with sandwiches. Efforts were made to staunch his wounds and surgical assistance sent for. It was he who saw them first coming down the room—Annabel in a wonderful white satin gown in front, and Sir John stiff, unbending, disapproving, bringing up the rear.
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