Jack did not advance to meet her. Why should he
stare at her in this fashion?—for all the world as if she had pointed a pistol at his
head?
CHAPTER III
He had said it, spoken it like that … his own name! After all these weeks of
trying to obliterate even the memory of it!… to have given it to this girl without
her asking!
The thought of peril cleared a space in the alcoholic fog. “Am I dull?” she said. ” And she pressed her lips together in white resolution and
nodded, and she was manifestly full of that same passion for conflict and selfsacrifice that has given the world martyrs since the beginning of things. He had plugged along, if not happy, at least with sound philosophy. I won't dig their graves with
my nails. The baby did not strike at Sebastian. "
"Pish!" cried Jack: "I don't value his anger a straw. What do you think, Annabel?”
“I don’t think they would,” she admitted. It'll be
in your way. I am sorry, but you have spoilt me. The girl was pretty, and apparently a
lady. ”
Ennison thought so too half an hour later, when having cut out from one of the
bridge tables he settled down for a chat with Annabel. Men were going
hither and thither with barrows, and ladders and ropes, removing the rubbish,
and trying to support the tottering habitations.
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