"Who's there?" cried Rachel. Wood then led the way up a rather high and, according to modern notions, incommodious flight of steps, and introduced his guest to a neat parlour, the windows of which were darkened by pots of flowers and creepers. Gerald studied the darkness beyond the aperture. What his head conceived his hand executed. She had money of her own—much more than I have—and there was no need to squabble about that. Through an open door was a glimpse of the bathroom—a vision of luxury, out of which Annabel herself, in a wonderful dressing-gown and followed by a maid presently appeared.
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