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Chapter XVIII
ANNABEL AND “ALCIDE”
Lady Ferringhall lifted her eyes to the newcomer, and the greeting in them was
obviously meant for him alone. Also Lucy, who had been so much her friend. He sat with folded arms and knitted brows, thinking intently. ’
‘Oh, yes I do,’ Martha said, getting up off the bed. You
will wonder why he did not hold the pearls until Father returned. Michelle burst into laughter, followed by
John, who almost spit up his cola. ’
Gerald frowned. ”
Anna moved towards the door, but her sister detained her. This was a
much more serious task than he anticipated. “Did he tell you, Annabel?”
“Yes. Yes, of course. I’ve never had a homemade
Thanksgiving meal like that. The wine was
sweetened with cinnamon and cloves and rare edible
flowers, which her father had instructed her not to drink
excessively of. She said there was no other way to get them to stop
their constant screaming.
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