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‘That’s wicked, that is. He could not promise that she would ever appear again in that house. I want you. “You don’t propose, do you,” she said quietly, “that I should take this man for my husband?” “You can drive him away,” Annabel cried. What were you doing at Remenham House? I can’t puzzle that bit out. In this part of the world it is wise never to be separated from your luggage. She was an indignant queen, no doubt she was alarmed and disgusted within limits; but she was highly excited, and there was something, some low adventurous strain in her being, some element, subtle at least if base, going about the rioting ways and crowded insurgent meeting-places of her mind declaring that the whole affair was after all—they are the only words that express it—a very great lark indeed. She sprang to her feet and stood listening with parted lips and eager eyes. "All's over," muttered Jonathan.
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