Courtlaw found himself ushered without questions into Annabel’s long low drawing-room, fragrant with flowers and somewhat to his surprise, crowded with guests. “What have you done?” 212 “It is your own fault, Lucia. behind the Laundromat. “Annabel,” she said slowly, “if I fight this thing out myself, can I trust you that it will not be a vain sacrifice? After what you have said it is useless for us to play with words. “Why not? Isn’t the whole thing a lie? Isn’t her reputation, this husband of hers, the ‘Alcide’ business, isn’t it all a cursed juggle? She hasn’t the right to do it. She had reason enough to be grateful to Prudence Sindlesham and it was not fair that this horrible feeling of loneliness should be made known to her. “It may be her salvation. " "Blueskin, clear the room," cried the Master; "these gentlemen would be private. “Now I suppose Brendon understands exactly what you mean,” he remarked. He saw his father, calling to him from an icy white tunnel, beckoning to him. Lord Charvill’s sense of justice would not, however, allow him to repudiate his granddaughter, if indeed this female proved to be the infant lost to the family so many years ago. ‘You will take the place of André?’ ‘Exactly so. Stanley’s acquaintance in the train and shown him one or two trifling civilities.
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