“Like what, Lucy?” She saw the panic threaten to overtake him. “You are of the genus obstinate,” he said. Had it come already? Chapter XXVII JOHN FERRINGHAM, GENTLEMAN “Confess, my dear husband,” Annabel said lightly, “that you are bewildered. Spurlock to keep to the bungalow until the rogue goes back to Copeley's. She fixed her eyes upon it and ran, keeping always as far as possible in the shadow of the hedge, gazing fearfully every now and then down along the valley for the white smoke of the train.
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