He too was flushed and ruffled; one side of his collar had slipped from its stud and he held a hand to the corner of his jaw. It was he who saw them first coming down the room—Annabel in a wonderful white satin gown in front, and Sir John stiff, unbending, disapproving, bringing up the rear. She spoke with an entirely false note of cheerful offhandedness. Blueskin goes with me. His hair had begun to gray, his belly had just begun to round.
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