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It was he
who saw them first coming down the room—Annabel in a wonderful white satin
gown in front, and Sir John stiff, unbending, disapproving, bringing up the rear. “It’s funny, the way a good house feels. Most of the mob were armed with pikes,
staves, swords, muskets, and other weapons, and offered a most desperate
resistance to the soldiery, whom they drove back with a shower of paving-stones. Blood dripped down
one side of her forehead. She had decided that she would spend the next morning
answering advertisements in the papers that abounded in the writing-room; and
so, after half an hour’s perusal of back numbers of the Sketch in the drawingroom, she had gone to bed. Come back—you must come back. Wood, was much better furnished
with eatables than might have been expected, and boasted a loaf, a knuckle of
ham, a meat-pie, and a flask of wine. She fixed her eyes upon it and ran, keeping always as far
as possible in the shadow of the hedge, gazing fearfully every now and then
down along the valley for the white smoke of the train. It was his
turn to express astonishment.
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