’ ‘Comment? How will it serve you to kill me?’ ‘I do not need to kill you. Sheppard, you mean, Sir," interrupted his wife, ironically. Glancing at each other, they rose from their seats and ventured to address the captain. As she drew off her skirt she felt something in the pocket, and remembered the letter which the commissionaire at the Carlton had given her. He bore it as long as he could, watching all the time with fascinated eyes Annabel moving gracefully about amongst her guests, always gay, with a smile and a whisper for nearly everybody. His new wife’s face was sweet and angelic with hair the color of flax, her belly already visibly large beneath a roe skin pelt.
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