Only her ungloved fingers, and the arms in their long tight sleeves as she held the heavy gun aloft, bore any sign of stiffness. "But, though the storm has spared him, I will not. ’ ‘And was not she put out?’ demanded Miss Froxfield with a tinkling laugh. 1. How on earth does it concern you?” Annabel laughed hardly. He hated himself a little for it. CHAPTER VIII.
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