’ Kimble’s widening gaze told its own tale, but still he kept his fingers on the handle of the door. He has given orders that no one is to disturb him. Had it come already? Chapter XXVII JOHN FERRINGHAM, GENTLEMAN “Confess, my dear husband,” Annabel said lightly, “that you are bewildered. ’ Miss Froxfield intervened quickly as her betrothed showed signs of erupting again. Jonathan had not deceived him. Kneebone, he took his departure.
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