Chapter XXX
SIR JOHN’S NECKTIE
Sir John, in a quiet dark travelling suit, was sitting in a pokey little room writing
letters. For most of a long and fluctuating night she was fairly confident that she
would find work; she knew herself to be strong, intelligent, and capable by the
standards of most of the girls she knew. She was reasonably
certain why. Lucy acted the part of savoring
the end of the meal, but it was difficult. Earles declared good-humouredly, “but I shall not let
you go without drinking a glass of wine to our success. Monsieur Valade heaved a gusty sigh, and Gerald, with heavy diplomacy and
a forced heartiness of manner, turned the subject. He
squatted and threw his arm around the backs of her
knees. ‘In fact, I’ve never met anyone who
goaded me to so much violence. We have a very nice set of young people here too just at present, and
you would soon make some friends. She was a very elegant young woman,
slightly taller perhaps than her sister, and with an air of reserved strength
underneath her quiet face and manner which Annabel may have lacked. Buck up.
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