. ” Sydney looked at her doubtfully. If you do not help me to read the riddle of yourself, Annabel, I think that very soon I shall be a candidate for the asylum. The arrangement had been made by the town matchmaker, a frightening old oak of a man. On Thursday we embark for South America. It was a capital diversion; and as usual the Leatherneck bested the Britisher, in seven rounds. She drifted, via Theobald’s Road, obliquely toward the region about Titchfield Street. Time enough to do so when she has her affairs settled—if she can settle them.
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