” Sir John, frankly oblivious of the possibility of passers-by, took her into his arms and kissed her. ‘Go on up to the boy, my dear. His lips were tight drawn. " So saying, he raised a whistle to his lips, and blew a loud call; and, as this was unanswered, another still louder. There must be something we can do. And yet—he thought of the supper party where he had met Annabel Pellissier, the stories about her, his own few minutes’ whispered lovemaking! He was a self-contained young man, but his cheeks grew hot at the thought of the things which it had seemed quite natural to say to her then, but which he knew very well would have been instantly resented by the girl whom he had just left. Every so often a wall of water, thin and jadecoloured, would rise up over the port bow, hesitate, and fall smacking amidships. "You are a paragon of prudence and discretion," rejoined the woollen-draper, drawing his chair closer to hers.
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