" "What the devil's in the wind now, Captain?" cried Blueskin, in astonishment. Annabel had taken her life into her hands with gay insouciance, had made her own friends, gone her own way. And as for not knowing me, you abominable little liar, you’re perfectly aware that we met at Remenham House. “We’re going to be sensible. Forgetting her occupation in her anger, she left off bathing Darrell's wrist; and, squeezing his arm so tightly that the boy winced with pain, she clapped her right hand upon her hip, and turned, with flashing eyes and an inflamed countenance, towards her crest-fallen spouse.
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