She helped Jack to sit down, and dragged the jacket off him, lifting his shirt to expose the gash that had sliced across his side. “My name is Anna Pellissier, sometimes called Annabel. Bring me clothing, I beg of you. Ann Veronica tried to seem absolutely unconcerned. And yet, often when alone, he wondered: had McClintock been wrong, or had she ceased to care in that way? The possibility that she no longer cared should have filled him with unalloyed happiness, whereas it depressed him, cut the natural vanity of youth into shreds and tatters. Miss Stanley had determined from the outset to have the warmest affection for her youngest niece and to be a second mother in her life—a second and a better one; but she had found much to battle with, and there was much in herself that Ann Veronica failed to understand. So the young fool had not told her! McClintock had suspected as much. “What do you mean, hanging round with my wife?” he answered fiercely. Michelle laughed, saying that she could only guess. "I do," replied Kneebone. As usual Brendon lit the candles, and Sydney dragged out the spiritlamp and set it going. And of course! She had a brilliant idea. "All my life I've dreamed of something like this," he said, divertingly, with a gesture which included the yacht.
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