‘Oh, Jacques, I cannot forgive myself!’ ‘Never you fret, miss,’ he uttered at once in a faint voice. He was halfway across the ballroom, where the dancing had ceased for the musicians to take a well-earned rest, when Roding pounced on him. Some one had once, in his hearing, called him a prig. Entering the house, he found himself in a narrow passage leading to the back stairs. She had begun to care about her appearance again, looking into the glass he gave her, a thing nearly priceless that was bordered in intricate golden filigree and rubies. ‘That’s not much comfort. People of your sort—I don’t want the instincts to—to rush our situation. A creature of convenience, she could have cared less if her children were carried away by drunkards on the street. Will you be a faithful and honest wife? Will you do your duty by him, and forget all your past follies? Unless, Annabel, you can——” “Oh, I will pledge you my word,” Annabel cried passionately, “my solemn word.
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