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And Gledware, with eyes only for Annabel, finding nothing beyond her but a long gray coat, a big straw hat and two rowing arms did not suspect the truth! In a flash, Willock comprehended all. The Indian had dropped the pin in Kimball's path, and Kimball, finding it, had carried it to Gledware as if Red Feather were dead.
No one would do that but you, mamma. You think only of me. 'You repay me by your love, Venetia, said Lady Annabel, feeling that her daughter ought not to speak, yet irresistibly impelled to lead out her thoughts. 'How can I help loving you, my dear mamma? 'You do love me, you do love me very much; do you not, sweet child? 'Better than all the world, replied Venetia to her enraptured parent.
Venetia shuddered at the current of her own thoughts. She started from the garden seat in which she had fallen into this dangerous and painful reverie; flew to her mother, who received her with smiles; and buried her face in the bosom of Lady Annabel. We have indicated in a few pages the progress of three years.
Why, then, had his manner suddenly changed, and why did he leave the library with Mr. Miles? Her restless imagination fastened on the name of Annabel Balch: from the moment it had been mentioned she fancied that Harney's expression had altered. Annabel Balch at a garden-party at Springfield, looking "extremely handsome"... perhaps Mr.
The Doctor shook hands warmly with Lady Annabel, and patted Venetia on her head, as she ran up from a little distance, with an eager countenance, to receive her accustomed blessing. Then mounting his stout mare, he once more waived his hand with an air of courtliness to his hostess, and was soon out of sight. Lady Annabel and Venetia returned to the terrace-room.
Besides, she had admitted her identity. And yet he thought of the supper party where he had met Annabel Pellissier, the stories about her, his own few minutes' whispered love-making!
Annabel shook the rain of misty hair at the sides of her rose pink face, and laughed a joyful retort. "No wonder poor Prince Jerome had to go to America for a wife! Did you ever see such hairy faced frights as these Parisians of the Empire! Lazarre fell ill looking at them. He pretends he doesn't see women, monsieur, and goes about with his coat skirts loaded with books.
And you spoke of his good looks yourself this very mornin'. Why don't you like the good-lookin' ones?" "Oh, because they're always conceited and patronizing and superior and spoiled. I can just imagine this Mr. Ellery of yours strutting about in sewing circle or sociables, with Annabel and Georgianna Lothrop and the rest simpering and gushing and getting in his way: 'O Mr.
The party started for New York in a day or two, and to the delight of Flo and Do they were left out of the trunks for Clara to play with on the way, her own waxen Blanche Marie Annabel being too delicate to be used. "Oh my patience, this is worse than tumbling about in a mail-bag," groaned Dora, after hours of great suffering, for Clara treated the poor dolls as if they had no feeling.
I have pleaded with her no wonder that I have pleaded with her in vain. And all this time perhaps you have been waiting, expecting to hear from me. Is it so, Annabel?" "I did not know," she faltered, "anything about you. Why should I?" "At last," he murmured, "at last I have found you. I must not let you go again. Do you know, Annabel, that you are my wife." "No," she moaned, "not that.
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