CHAPTER XXIII Next morning Ruth did not refer to the episode on the sands of the lagoon. Pull yourself together, Annabel! I must have the truth. And then scratched it out and wrote instead, “Gérard”. One hour later she had gone back to the mission—without the salt. “Come in. The place to which you went was not the English Embassy, and the whole performance was a fraud. I did not know what God had in mind then. ‘I was not born to this. And Lady Trafford having been carried down stairs, and placed within it, the postboy drove off, at a rapid pace for Barnet. The only departure which he made from the fashion of the period, was in respect to the peruke—an article he could never be induced to wear. "I shall value it highly, and will promise never to part with it.
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