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” Annabel no longer attempted to conceal her emotion. Things haven't gone quite as smoothly as I anticipated; but they might have been worse. He looked like the shadow of himself—thin, feeble, hollow-eyed—his beard unshorn—nothing could be more miserable. It isn’t sentiment but it’s horse sense. The windows were still darkened—perhaps she was not home yet. Chapter XXII AN OLD FOOL Lady Ferringhall made room for him on the sofa by her side.
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