" "Risk, or no risk, I shall go," replied Jack. She waited expectantly. Put out your hand and bid me God-speed. Annabel passed on with a strained nod to her sister, and Sir John’s bow was a miracle of icy displeasure. She wasn’t well-liked really, I think people were jealous of her. She said she hoped she had not distressed him by the course she had felt obliged to take, and he told her not to be a fool. Couldn’t face me with what he’d done, the miserable blackguard. Don’t ask me how. She glanced at the Frenchman, and found him struggling with the portrait that was embedded around his scalp. I want to hear how she does it. His curiosity put itself into a question. ‘Whither away, mademoiselle?’ he said grimly, ungently grasping her arm above the elbow.
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