“A new admirer, Annabel? But what has that to do with your going to England?” “Everything! He is Sir John Ferringhall—very stupid, very respectable, very egotistical. She sat on the edge of her bed and looked about her, at her room, at the row of black-covered books and the pig’s skull. The passion of pent-up speech compelled action of some sort. For a while they stood there, silent, motionless, staring at the doorway where still a few strings of the bamboo curtain swayed and twisted, agitated by the Wastrel's passage. “Here is my card.
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