A white apron was tied round his waist, and into the apron was thrust a short thick truncheon, which looked very much like a rolling-pin. Annabel saw it, and suddenly changed her tone. His horse, which had apparently gone to sleep, preferred to remain where he was. “You’re splendid!” said Teddy, with his hair wild in the wind. “You can’t imagine,” Sydney exclaimed, “that the people downstairs will be such drivelling asses as to believe piffle like that. A corner could hold the promise of a shelf of dainty crystals, volcanic ices of rainbow colors, or figurines of saints sculpted from horn and bone reenacting their martyrdoms on delicate miniature wooden stages. She was no longer a confederate in that. I will not be persecuted in this way by you.
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