It tore her apart. Jack Sheppard is to me what Thames Darrell is to you—an object of hatred. It was shameful, but again, her mother had prepared her for it. ‘But the fact remains that you should not have enjoyed it, you were quite right to threaten to kill me, and I— God help me!—should not have kissed you at all. He flung aside all his talk of help and disinterested friendship as though it had never been even a disguise between them, as though from the first it was no more than a fancy dress they had put quite understandingly upon their relationship. His cigar burnt out between his fingers, and he threw it impatiently away. Shall I send him to Sir John?” Annabel was white to the lips, but her anger was not yet spent. ’ Gerald was relieved to hear the loud guffaw issuing from the old man’s lips. A bobbing lantern, crossing the bridge—for she had not drawn the curtain—attracted her attention.
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