Her cheeks flushed a dull red. Gerald grinned. ‘Exactly like my father. Wood, delighted at the idea. “Annabel?” he exclaimed. Shall we say at half-past seven?” She rose from her chair. ‘Where’s the sense in running away?’ ‘Doesn’t trust me,’ Gerald said briefly. As I hope for mercy, I speak the truth!— let him deny it if he can. I picked up her handkerchief on the floor. Anna was afterwards astonished at her own selfpossession.
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