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Chapter III
ANNA? OR ANNABEL?
Sir John was wholly unable to understand the laugh and semi-ironical cheer
which greeted his entrance to the smoking-room of the English Club on the
following evening. She had not been sufficiently
prompted in relation to the ways of caravansaries; but her mind had been alert
and receptive. "I'll show you Captain Sheppard, my dear. ’ Then all at once remembrance made her smile. I'm one of those unfortunate duffers who have too much
imagination—the kind who build their own chimeras and then run away from
them. If Winifred remained silent, her looks would have disarmed a person of less
assurance than the woollen-draper. "Here, Caliban," shouted the under-turnkey, "unlock Captain Sheppard's
padlock, and tell him his wives are in the Lodge waiting to see him. One
married as he wished and one against his wishes, and now here was Ann
Veronica, his little Vee, discontented with her beautiful, safe, and sheltering
home, going about with hatless friends to Socialist meetings and art-class
dances, and displaying a disposition to carry her scientific ambitions to
unwomanly lengths. “I hope that Mr. “I wonder!” said Miss Stanley. As Jack appeared to be
sinking fast, his fetters were removed, his own clothes were returned to him, and
he was allowed a mattress and a scanty supply of bed-linen.
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