Almost simultaneously they burst out laughing. Perhaps I ate something spoiled for breakfast. She romanticized, imagining a life on the High Seas. It was he who saw them first coming down the room—Annabel in a wonderful white satin gown in front, and Sir John stiff, unbending, disapproving, bringing up the rear. “Indeed,” she said, “I would not. But, after all, what does that matter? He is very much taken with me. ” She patted his arm and wiped her tears away. “I had to. I've some other things inside, Sir, which you might wish to buy,—some pistols. The tourist season would soon be at ebb, and it would be late in September before the tide returned. The door into the passage offered itself with an irresistible invitation—the one alternative to a public, inexplicable passion of weeping. But heavens, I must pack!” She sprang to her feet and disappeared in the room beyond, from which she emerged a few minutes later with flushed cheeks and dishevelled hair. My agent is here, and he has brought his contract for me to sign.
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