But for the next few days he avoided Cheveney like the plague. ” Anna drummed impatiently with her fingers against the arm of her chair. In any event, I would not have let her escape me so easily. Sir Rowland, who had continued absorbed in thought, with his eyes fixed upon the sloop, as she made her way slowly down the river, disembarked more leisurely. Still he looked hale and hearty, and the country life he led had imparted a ruddier glow to his cheek. The Iron Bar 397 XVIII.
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