” “You are sure that he asked for me—not for Annabel?” “Certain,” Courtlaw answered. ” She spat in his face. “I promise, Lucy. That is what I don't understand. Gosse had moved forward, his pistol arm out straight, his aim true, the gun cocked. “I heard the other day that she’d been taken in by some cad of a fellow who was cutting a great dash in Paris, personating Meysey Hill, the great railway man. He is all kindness, and will overlook them for your poor father's sake —for mine. Anna stood on the step and looked up and down the street for a hansom. “I am frightened now.
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