“A new admirer, Annabel? But what has that to do with your going to England?”
“Everything! He is Sir John Ferringhall—very stupid, very respectable, very
egotistical. Amidship there was also canvas, and like that over the wheel, drab and dirty. It was just such a bedroom as she would have
chosen for herself. It contained three sovereigns, six and fourpence, two postage stamps, a small
key, and her aunt’s return half ticket to Morningside Park. ‘And I’d like to know what the devil—’
‘Out of town?’ repeated Melusine, stupefied. What of it?”
There was a shout of laughter. ’”
“Yes?”
“I think—yes, I went on in a pleasing blend of the casual and sotto voce, ‘The
fact of it is, sir, I happen to be your son-in-law, Capes. She and John were
able to see each other many times and spent long
romantic winter afternoons together.
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