" CHAPTER XIII. She felt draggled and insulted beyond redemption. Montague Hill?” Annabel put her hand suddenly to her throat and steadied herself with the back of a chair. ‘I do not know the word in English. Will you let your servant call me a hansom,” she continued, opening the door before he could reach her side. Had he been trying to stop the grim descent, and had he dimly perceived that perhaps a fine deed would serve as the initial barrier? A drunken idea—a pearl in the midst of a rubbish heap. ” “Borrow the money! But who lent you the money?” “A friend,” said Ann Veronica. She was nearly too giddy still to answer him.
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