I might have told you the truth. “Perhaps. Like a trollop in heat. He was perched on the very edge of the leather seat of the coach, his threecornered hat twisting nervously in his hands, and from time to time he passed a tongue over dry lips. His perception of her personal beauty deepened and quickened with each encounter. ‘But, Gérard—’ ‘Don’t start arguing,’ he said in a tone that brooked no defiance. Annabel thought, and thought again. She saw his eyes glaze over. All the initial confidence in herself was gone; her courage was merely a shell to hide the lack. ToC The ward into which Jack was endeavouring to break was called the Red Room, from the circumstance of its walls having once been painted in that colour; all traces of which had, however, long since disappeared.
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