And all to satisfy a succession of rapacious lightskirts. ” He stroked her hand gently. He held her hand in his, cupped together like a pair of shells for the rest of the hour. ‘She’s gone. “I’m so glad you’re here, Peter,” she said. She turned quickly. Prom a knot of idlers at a public-house, he learnt that Jonathan Wild had just ridden past, and that his setters were scouring the country in every direction. Annabel had taken her life into her hands with gay insouciance, had made her own friends, gone her own way. He had heard nothing.
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