She took refuge in beating her pillow and inventing insulting epithets for herself. “I wonder,” she began, presently, “why I love you—and love you so much?. Chapter XXX SIR JOHN’S NECKTIE Sir John, in a quiet dark travelling suit, was sitting in a pokey little room writing letters. He insisted on buying this girl for two hundred mex. “Non. Jarvis did not leave a will. ” She seemed unmoved, but she did not look at him. There sat Jack, evidently in the last stage of intoxication, with his collar opened, his dress disarranged, a pipe in his mouth, a bowl of punch and a halfemptied rummer before him,—there he sat, receiving and returning, or rather attempting to return,—for he was almost past consciousness,—the blandishments of a couple of females, one of whom had passed her arm round his neck, while the other leaned over the back of his chair and appeared from her gestures to be whispering soft nonsense into his ear. “Why not?” he exclaimed. " "Who are they?" inquired Sheppard. Remember ——” Annabel clutched her sister’s arm. Anna sprang to her feet with a startled cry. A jolly night we made of it, as you may suppose; for four such monarchs don't often come together.
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