Chapter XXII AN OLD FOOL Lady Ferringhall made room for him on the sofa by her side. To many in that crowded solitude it came as an extraordinary relief. "But, it strikes me, I've heard that Mrs. “The truth!” Annabel bent over her and whispered in her sister’s ear. "I have," replied Jonathan. That was the glorious if bewildering truth. This niggardliness compelled him to cross and recross streets. . I should lose every scrap of independence—even my self-respect. Suddenly he came to a stop, his mouth agape. ’ There was satisfaction in Melusine’s voice. . ” “You shall not need either,” Brendon said grimly. ” She smiled, sure of herself beyond any pretending, into his troubled eyes.
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