At the Palazzo, the cook’s cook had a team of servants under him. " "Poor child!" muttered Trenchard, abstractedly; "the whole scene upon the river is passing before me. ‘But―but how can he know?’ His soldier’s instinct overtook Gerald and he dropped all his insouciance in a bang, becoming brisk. “Anyway, enough about that. Their conversation hung. " "Here!" ejaculated Wood, with a look of alarm. How on earth does it concern you?” Annabel laughed hardly. Only sat, staring at him, a puzzled look in her face. He perceived, however, that both the novels he read and the world he lived in discountenanced these assumptions.
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