" He stuffed the printed chintz into her arms and smiled into her eyes. There, hanging among Ann Veronica’s more normal clothing, was a skimpy dress of red canvas, trimmed with cheap and tawdry braid, and short—it could hardly reach below the knee. He was not, in truth, much of a ladies’ man. She has married some one he could not approve of, and gone right away. " "Yes. You will be my witness, Madame Joan. 155 The ringing doorbell jarred her from her stupor. ” Chapter II THE ADVENTURE OF ANNABEL The man spoke mercilessly, incisively, as a surgeon. She was wearing a becoming tea-gown, and it was quite certain that Sir John would not be home for several hours at least.
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