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“I—I am sorry—I didn’t explain. "
"From some of your associates?"
"From your uncle, from my uncle,—Sir Rowland Trenchard. ‘Oh, the Frenchie. "You mean, it doesn't
matter?"
"Poor Hoddy! When you were ill in Canton, out of your head, you babbled
words. One wants helpers and protectors—and clean
water. But they were old enough to
start remembering you as mother, and we cannot have
that. ‘Something for you, Lucy?’ he asked, interrupting a heated argument that had
obviously been in progress for some little time before their arrival. ”
He looked at her very gravely. "In the
mean time, with your permission, I'll just make a few minutes of our
conversation. ”
“May I ask,” Anna said softly, “what you presume to have been the nature of my
errand here this evening?”
Sir John pointed to Annabel, who was as yet utterly limp. She drifted back into
the welcoming arms of sleep, feeling herself surrounded
in silk. He knew that
he could translate literally. I bring you tidings of an old friend. McClintock's heart went
out to Spurlock; he would always be the boy's friend, even though he had
dragged this girl on to the rocks with him.
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