The light was poor, so that she saw their gleaming faces dimly and
indistinctly. “I see the pointer,” she said. ‘How do you do, my lord? I am Lucilla Froxfield. For Mr Jarvis was beside himself when the letter come from Mr Charvill
and he knew he’d lost you as well as Miss Mary. “A sex of blacklegging clients. We meant to make it dinner and a theatre, but you
were not home. “What a hideous
repertoire! If you are in earnest about wanting to earn money, why on earth don’t
you accept an engagement here?”
“An engagement?” she queried. He is here
by your side. Never again to be alone! To fit herself into this
man's life as a hand into a glove; to use all her skill to force him into the position
of depending upon her utterly; to be the spark to the divine fire! He should have
his book, even if it had to be written with her heart's blood. I hope you will always remember——”
Annabel held out her hands with a little cry of protest. A tall, clean-shaven man came out and walked
rapidly through the room, exchanging greetings right and left, but evidently
anxious to avoid being detained. “I would rather put up with your own
efforts, however clumsy. .
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