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Annabel sank suddenly into a chair. Her knees were trembling, her whole frame was shaken with sobs. "Anna," she moaned, "I am a jealous, ungrateful woman. But oh, how weary I am! I know. If only Anna, tell me," she broke off suddenly, "how did you get to know Mr. Ennison?" "He spoke to me, thinking that I was you," Anna answered. "I liked him, and I never undeceived him."
To perdition with them all. "I shall come back, if at all, a new man. I have a new cult to teach, a new enthusiasm. I feel years younger, a man again. My first visit will be to you. I must tell you all about God's land, this marvellous virgin country, with its silent forests and dazzling peaks. I make no apology for not being with you now. You love Ennison.
"Of course I mean, who was she?" "I believe that her name was Pellissier," Ennison answered. "Pellissier," she repeated thoughtfully. "There were some Hampshire Pellissiers." "She is one of them," Ennison said. "Dear me! I wonder where Sir John picked her up." "In Paris, I think," Ennison answered. "Only married a few months ago and lived out at Hampstead." "Heavens!" the lady exclaimed.
His eyes were red. He was in a curious state of desperation. "Nor am I now," he answered. "I have spoken too many truths to-night. Why do women take to lies and deceit and trickery as naturally as a duck to water?" "You are not alluding, I hope, to Miss Pellissier?" Ennison said stiffly. "Why not? Isn't the whole thing a lie?
My agent is here, and he has brought his contract for me to sign. I will give you all some tea, and then I must leave you for a few minutes." The three men, who had arrived within a minute or two of one another, received her little speech in dead silence. Ennison, who had been standing with his back to the window, came suddenly a little further into the room.
Ennison, if at all," Anna declared calmly. "In any case, I decline to see you alone." "Very well," the man answered. "I have come to tell you this. You are my wife, and I am determined to claim you. We were properly married, and the certificate is at my lawyer's. I am not a madman, or a pauper, or even an unreasonable person.
Why? What is she to you?" "I was there by accident," Ennison answered. "Miss Pellissier is nothing to me except a young lady for whom I have the most profound and respectful admiration." Courtlaw laid his hand upon Ennison's shoulder. They were at the corner of Pall Mall now, and had come to a standstill. "Take my advice," he said hoarsely. "Call it warning, if you like.
Something about this woman rather reminds me of our hostess." Ennison thought so too half an hour later, when having cut out from one of the bridge tables he settled down for a chat with Annabel. Every now and then something familiar in her tone, the poise of her head, the play of her eyes startled him. Then he remembered that she was Anna's sister.
"We are both of us trenching upon forbidden ground," she said. "It was perhaps my fault. You have not forgotten " "I have forgotten nothing?" he answered, enigmatically. Anna hailed a bus. He looked at her reproachfully. The bus however was full. They fell into step again. More than ever a sense of confusion was upon Ennison.
Isn't her reputation, this husband of hers, the 'Alcide' business, isn't it all a cursed juggle? She hasn't the right to do it. He stopped short. He had the air of a man who has said too much. Ennison was deeply interested. "I should like to understand you," he said.
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