It was he who saw them first coming down the room—Annabel in a wonderful white satin gown in front, and Sir John stiff, unbending, disapproving, bringing up the rear. “I ought to look up Gwen,” she said. Something seemed to dredge up from the recesses of her memory and she brightened. And she would have to go tomorrow. ’ ‘A life of ease?’ repeated Melusine. He came in with his hands in his trousers pockets and a general air of depression in his bearing. "I should never have been what I am, but for you.
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