” Chapter XIV “THIS IS MY WIFE” Anna, notwithstanding her momentary fright in the middle of the day, was in high spirits. “Perhaps,” he said, “I have been to blame. “Sir John!” Annabel gasped. "I was afraid from the scream I heard, that something dreadful had happened, Sir Rowland has a terrible temper indeed—a shocking temper! I declare he frightens me out of my senses. “I knew,” she said, in a low despairing tone, “that people would talk. I swore I would bring your husband to the gallows,—would plunge you in such want, such distress, that you should have no alternative but the last frightful resource of misery,—and I also swore, that if you had a son he should share the same fate as his father. ” “Certainly! The thing which appeals to our sense of humour is the fact that you and la petite Pellissier were dining together. When she judged that she must be nearly back at the library, she began to feel somewhat dispirited. Water soaked her through in five minutes.
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