He spoke the automatic thought that entered his mind. Had it come already? Chapter XXVII JOHN FERRINGHAM, GENTLEMAN “Confess, my dear husband,” Annabel said lightly, “that you are bewildered. Nothing ensued. . ‘I suppose I need not ask to which other soldier you refer. ‘You said it. He moved, after quiet intervals, with a quick little movement, and ever and again stroked his small mustache and coughed a selfconscious cough. A rock gave way to deep water. Her white shirt was ridiculously utilitarian, but fitted in all the right places, he smirked. . He whispered in her ear. “I want to be your friend,” he said.
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