As for this infatuation—it’s like
some obsession, some magic thing laid upon you. ”
Chapter III
ANNA? OR ANNABEL?
Sir John was wholly unable to understand the laugh and semi-ironical cheer
which greeted his entrance to the smoking-room of the English Club on the
following evening. He
leaned towards her, laid his hand tenderly upon hers. Long before religion and Society heard of Doubt, girls were all for
midnight coaches and Gretna Green. We thought of starting in half an hour’s time, and trying for a
theatre somewhere on the way. Sir Cecil, who with Rowland and some others had entered the room rushed to
the window with a torch. You don’t know. But I do think that if a girl is to feel comfortable about it they should
start fairly equal. ”
“Does she have to sell her soul to the Devil?” Lucy
asked, feeling stupid. Her two sticks were bare and
brown, her snugged canvas drab, her brasses dull, her anchor mottled with rust. "Who? Jack!" exclaimed Jonathan. “Holcroft,” he remarked, “in bald language, and with the usual limitations of his
clouded intellect, has still given some slight expression to the consternation
which I believe I may say is general amongst us. She
dreaded leaving him for the night, but separated herself
finally. You were never married at
all.
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