” “May I ask,” Anna said softly, “what you presume to have been the nature of my errand here this evening?” Sir John pointed to Annabel, who was as yet utterly limp. Not a bad man as men go, but he would sell whisky and gin. They were the same. The thousand voices which a few moments before had been so clamorous were now hushed. The smile had become a laugh. His hair was thick and brown and his skin was fair.
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