The sun was setting in spectacular multicolored streams beyond Whitefield Park. ” “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. The effort of self-repression cost him a sob. The amazing tonic of the thought! From time to time she laid her hand upon Spurlock's forehead: it was still cold. " "I have no people—anybody who would care. She attacked me with a carving-knife, and, when I had disarmed her, the jade bit off a couple of fingers from my left hand.
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