“Let me get you some water, Annabel. Her father intercepted her, and for a moment she and he struggled with their hands upon the latch. She entered the front hall, formerly magnificent, now faded and dusty, the old wood table waiting for guests who would never come. The boiling under her stern, however, told him nothing. The bolder members in the House left their places to go lobbyward, grinning. ‘Her purpose, if you will believe me, is to get herself a dowry so that she may marry an Englishman.
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