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Releasing her, he turned and walked swiftly towards the door. Why had she married him, off-hand, like that? She did
not love him, or he knew nothing of love signs. “But your sister?” he asked. It’s an engagement ring. She got into rows through meddling with their
shoes and tennis-rackets, and had moments of carefully concealed admiration
when she was privileged to see them just before her bedtime, rather radiantly
dressed in white or pink or amber and prepared to go out with her mother. Dashing through the open door, he
crossed the Old Bailey, plunged into a narrow court on the opposite side of the
way, and was out of sight in a minute, baffling all pursuit. “Okay. They left the room amongst the last, and Ennison had almost to elbow his way
through a group of acquaintances who had all some pretext for detaining him, to
which he absolutely refused to listen. Alcohol—
would you believe it?—steadies his nerves and keens his brain: which is against
the laws of gravitation, you might say. “Sir John of course disapproves of me,” she remarked slowly. "
So saying, he unlocked the door and strode out of the room.
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