Shall I send him to Sir John?” Annabel was white to the lips, but her anger was not yet spent. While he was stirring his tea, she ran and fetched the comb. “I am tired,” she said, “and I want to rest. I see that compromise is more necessary to life than I ignorantly supposed it to be, and I have been trying to get Lord Morley’s book on that subject, but it does not appear to be available in the prison library, and the chaplain seems to regard him as an undesirable writer. But then you're an adopted son, and that makes all the difference. Presently he resumed: “I believe I must be in love. I should like to know how it is concerned with Sir John Ferringhall, and how my presence intervenes. And the fact that it was dressed in riding gear had fooled her into thinking it was her own image. Somewhere in the world there was a book clerk with a discerning mind; for he had given her the best he had.
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