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” Chapter XVIII ANNABEL AND “ALCIDE” Lady Ferringhall lifted her eyes to the newcomer, and the greeting in them was obviously meant for him alone. ‘You wish to die?’ ‘Not in the least. Do you think a jeune demoiselle may possess more weapons than this?’ ‘Most young ladies would not be in possession of any weapons,’ Gerald said tartly. On the floor was a handkerchief, a little morsel of lace. I fancy that Sir John does not approve of me. From this spot a road, more resembling the drive through a park than a public thoroughfare, led him gradually to the brow of Dollis Hill. The latter request, though treated with supreme contempt by Mr.
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