" And, as if to make the moral more obvious, a dirty pack of cards
was scattered, underneath, upon the sawdust. Montague Hill?”
Annabel put her hand suddenly to her throat and steadied herself with the back
of a chair. Somehow her walk home
with him had been transmogrified into a melodramatic
rejection, a slamming. Seldom they
molested a woman who appeared to know where she was going and who kept
her glance resolutely to the fore. ‘She’s an eviltempered little termagant, yes, but there’s no malice aforethought. ”
He was suddenly calm. ”
She stared hard at her finger-nails. You know, I’ve done no
work at all this afternoon. ’
About to hurry from the little parlour, Melusine remembered Mrs Ibstock. “I wonder what you could do?” he said.
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