Around her neck was a little gold chain. ‘Would you like me to enquire for your mystery lady, Gerald? I know the Comte and Comtesse de St Erme quite well. I have pleaded with her—no wonder that I have pleaded with her in vain. But oh, how weary I am! I know. ” Annabel sank suddenly into a chair. Sometimes—a lonely forlorn child—she had gone to him and put her arms around his neck. She felt the whack from about six feet away, kitty corner. She saw how overworked he was. Sorrows and danger and disappointment she had known.
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