What of Gosse, whom those soldiers had allowed to escape? Hiding—or perhaps
gone. The crown has passed from the brow of one
monarch to that of another. Well, one must
hope, that was all. What does it matter? I am not a
pauper, Annabel. No further
responsibility whatever. The
freezing water lapped around her ankles as she ran along
its edge, marveling at the thousands of tiny white spiral
shells the tide had brought in. By this time, several of the terrified domestics appeared with lights. And what did she do? Not only
did she cut his hand in her rage, but she refused to let him help her, and then she
ran away from him. Quite!”
He sat in the arm-chair and took tea, and consumed several of the extra cakes
which she had sent out for and talked to her and expressed himself, looking very
earnestly at her with his deep-set eyes, and carefully avoiding any crumbs on his
mustache the while.
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