He looked at Annabel, whose face was buried in her hands—
he looked back at Anna, who was regarding him with an easy composure which
secretly irritated him. The little spot of rouge was vivid enough now
by reason of this new pallor, which seemed to draw the colour even from her
lips. 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. "
"You are heiress to the Trenchard property," rejoined Jonathan, "one of the
largest estates in Lancashire. Except for a few early ebullitions of passion, natural to a
warm and romantic disposition, and leaving no harmful after-effects—ebullitions
that by the standards of the higher truth I feel no one can justly cast a stone at,
and of which I for one am by no means ashamed—I come to you a pure and
unencumbered man. You never saw him before yesterday. They were actually pissed
at me that I quote broke up with you unquote. Nor is Theresa, or even Thérèse. The assemblage which was gathered together was almost countless. I wanted you to know. She threw hat and coat on the bed and sat down before the fire. Her little white hand stole across the table. She had seen her really only at teas, with the Stanley strain in her
uppermost.
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