. A creeping numbness invaded her. ” “It is Number 8, Cavendish Square,” she answered simply. . " Not many days after this event, on a bright October morning, the bells rang a merry peal from the old gray tower of Willesden church. “We were good friends in Paris, weren’t we? You made me all sorts of promises, we planned no end of nice things, and then—without a word to any one you disappeared. Shall I send him to Sir John?” Annabel was white to the lips, but her anger was not yet spent. It was an oldfashioned peasant blouse, white, square necked, and trimmed with lace.
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