Nigel Ennison, Annabel. ’ ‘Then leave me to guard myself, and do not ask me questions any more,’ she snapped, and crouched down suddenly, searching about for her dagger. He regretted— more deeply than he could say—the occurrence of this evening. ‘You are an avid reader, I take it. ” She lingered over her tea, and glancing around, a sudden reflection on the change in her surroundings from the scene of her last night’s supper brought a faint, humorous smile to her lips. They did not speak until he had driven past town limits and were on the highway. Cheveney walked away with a shrug of the shoulders. "He hears me not! he's gone!" she added, as the door was opened and shut with violence; "something tells me I shall never see him again!" When her father, a moment afterwards, issued from the parlour to ascertain the cause of the noise, he found her seated on the stairs, in an agony of grief. “But, of course, she may have come from one of the other flats.
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