“Really, Sir John,” she said, “I don’t know how to thank you. End of Project Gutenberg's Anna the Adventuress, by E. ‘And so you sneak back,’ she threw at him, ‘like the jackal that you are. What
might it have been?’
Mrs Sindlesham shook her head helplessly. Hope reared. I think you will find that his
story will be believed, whatever I say; and in any case, if he is going to stay on
here, I shall have to go away. 6. Her cheeks burned for a moment or two when she reached the street, although
she held her head upright and walked blithely, even humming to herself
fragments of an old French song. The shock and distress were genuine. Her natural instincts
reasserted themselves. To be confronted with the girl’s damned Frenchman of a husband was another
matter altogether.
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