Sheila’s own waif of a husband had objected to her airing the truth, he had even gotten the nerve to bring up the word divorce. The pleasure intensified quickly, it was as much control as she dared to lose as she heard herself calling his name with all her breath. His hand shook so violently that he dropped the handkerchief; and he let it lie on the floor because he dared not stoop. Skiing trip. “There’s endless reasons, no doubt, why we shouldn’t,” he said. Had it come already? Chapter XXVII JOHN FERRINGHAM, GENTLEMAN “Confess, my dear husband,” Annabel said lightly, “that you are bewildered. Believe me, the bitterness of it has almost departed, crushed out of me together with much of the weariness and sorrow I brought with me here by the nameless glory of these lonely months.
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