’ ‘Gammon!’ burst from the captain, who had just tossed off a glass of Madeira. He wanted to put on his overcoat and come after you and look for you—in London. Is all that folly done with—for ever?” Annabel shivered ever so slightly. “You are the Sir John Ferringhall who has bought the Lyndmore estate, are you not?” she remarked. ‘Stand where you are, or I shoot!’ Like lightning, thoughts zipped through her mind.
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