Chapter XIII “HE WILL NOT FORGET!” The external changes in Brendon following on his alteration of fortune were sufficiently noticeable. “I cannot reason with you,” he said at last wearily. For the first time that day, she was finally able to look into his face. “A new admirer, Annabel? But what has that to do with your going to England?” “Everything! He is Sir John Ferringhall—very stupid, very respectable, very egotistical. ‘Bête. They were sure to catch up with her. The Jew did not speak, but pointed to the audience-chamber. In worldly matters Gay was not fortunate. Besides—there is Sir John. “Nobody understands them, of course, but we all look as though we did.
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