” “Annabel! Annabel!” Annabel stamped her foot. A buxom piece, who looked, Gerald decided, as if she would be more at home in an amorous engagement in a hayloft than sitting demurely in a ballroom. For a long time she surveyed a row of towering holly-hocks, as though they offered an explanation. Then began expostulations, preluded by a telegram and headed by her aunt. Finally, at the exit into Regent’s Park, they ran against Miss Klegg.
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