Annabel passed on with a strained nod to her sister, and Sir John’s bow was a miracle of icy displeasure. ‘For once, you’re talking like a sensible man. She was obliged to concede that his features were pleasing, his strength and vitality attractive; and there was no denying how well this uniform of a militia suited his figure, which was lean and powerful both. She pulled away from him, placing her fingers on his lips for a moment. Why don’t you wait and see if you do truly love me, then I can believe you? Then I know I am worth waiting for. She continued to fan herself. "Clean and spotless, but beginning to show the wear and tear of constant use. There followed a silence which endured several minutes; or, rather a tableau. “Anoush lied to him! She told him he was a fool as she was already married to a rich Sultan. How long have you been playing?” Lucy breathed an internal sigh of relief.
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