She saw marks in the dirt where he had been pacing. He wanted to put on his overcoat and come after you and look for you—in London. Sheppard. I’m starving. After all, it was what she had been praying for—and Annabel could not have known her address. The Dawn Pearl; how well they had named her! The pearl without price—his and not his! He took her arm and drew it under his; and together they went down the veranda steps. It was astonishing how seldom it was that his instincts betrayed him.
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