Annabel shook her head. Her mother informed her of the betrothal on the first painful day of her menarche, shortly after her eleventh birthday. While he was thus musing, two horsemen rode past him; and, proceeding to a little distance, stopped likewise. For awhile he watched the revolving light on Copeley's. He flung Ruth aside, careless whether she fell or not. The smell that emanated from the opening was abominable. If only there had not been this single torturing thought—a mere pin-prick, but still curiously persistent. "No offence," returned Jonathan. " "You flatter me," smiled Sir James.
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