I really cannot have anything to do with Mr. ” Sir John stamped his letters, brushed his hat, and carefully gave his moustache an upward curl before the looking-glass. It’s a sort of blacklegging to want to have a life of one’s own. “Rubbish!” he answered. "But you mustn't indulge these gloomy thoughts. ‘This is insupportable. Is all that folly done with—for ever?” Annabel shivered ever so slightly. Tears sprang to her eyes. He couldn't be in better hands than those in which he has placed himself. She had followed a bobbing white hat and gray jacket until she reached the Euston Road corner of Tottenham Court Road, and there, by the name on a bus and the cries of a conductor, she made a guess of her way.
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