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Firstly, she did not intend to marry at all, and particularly she did not mean to marry Mr. “You are the Sir John Ferringhall who has bought the Lyndmore estate, are you not?” she remarked. ‘But what is it that amuses you, Jacques?’ Kimble’s grin spread wider. She went past three keenly observant and ostentatiously preoccupied waiters down the thickcarpeted staircase and out of the Hotel Rococo, that remarkable laboratory of relationships, past a tall porter in blue and crimson, into a cool, clear night. ” Annabel moistened her dry lips with a handkerchief steeped in eau de Cologne.
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