‘Whither away, mademoiselle?’ he said grimly, ungently grasping her arm
above the elbow. “Why don’t they wait?” he added. Sir John, who was
standing outside, looked past him at the girl still sitting in the shadow. “Well, I don’t want you to talk to him,”
he said, very firmly. When first brought under consideration, she was a miserable and forlorn
object; squalid in attire, haggard in looks, and emaciated in frame. Annabel looked up and down the empty street, and then turned to her sister. "
"Zounds!" exclaimed Quilt, "did you kill him?"
"Not quite," replied Terence, laughing; "but I brought him to his senses. I said, that day at Surbiton, ‘There’s many good things in life, but
there’s only one best, and that’s the wild-haired girl who’s pulling away at that
oar. ”
“Did you say,” Sir John asked, “that the man’s name was Hill?”
“Yes,” she answered. Ramage leaned over the gate at Ann Veronica’s side, and for a moment there
was silence.
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