He spent the evening telling her stories of Greece as she sat in front of a roaring fire. Annabel passed on with a strained nod to her sister, and Sir John’s bow was a miracle of icy displeasure. She delighted in frustrating him. She could not see clearly. Her tone should have warned him, but he was too much in earnest to regard it. " "Could I credit your wild story, I might do so," returned Thames, with a look of perplexity. Feigning an air of casualness, Lucy asked the obvious. Sheppard. You see, my riddle is solved.
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