” “May I ask,” Anna said softly, “what you presume to have been the nature of my errand here this evening?” Sir John pointed to Annabel, who was as yet utterly limp. ] CHAPTER VIII Slowly Ruth entered her own room. " "What for?" demanded the turnkey. I don’t want to Bowdlerize Shakespeare. My birthday was on May first. His shoulders relaxed and his gaze wavered. It was Annabel who spoke. As soon as he was gone, Jonathan went up stairs to the audience-chamber; and, sitting down, appeared for some time buried in reflection.
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