Had it come already?
Chapter XXVII
JOHN FERRINGHAM, GENTLEMAN
“Confess, my dear husband,” Annabel said lightly, “that you are bewildered. But me, I am going to England. CHAPTER XXIV
Spurlock's novel was a tale of regeneration. Opposite, his
pupil stood with bowed head and clasped hands. So, at least,
thought one of two persons who were seated together in a small back-parlour of
the house at Dollis Hill. "
"I'm going to put one question," interrupted the doctor. But the letter, written in his son’s own hand, and
addressed to the Mother Abbess of the Convent of the Sisters of Wisdom near
Blaye in the district of Santonge, dated a little over five years previously,
exercised a powerful effect upon him. ‘How do you like England?’
‘People have been very kind,’ Valade said, answering for them both. Having ascertained that a vessel
sails for France from the river at daybreak to-morrow morning, I have secured a
passage in her, and have already had the few effects I possess, conveyed on
board. That
is why I have dyed my hair, that is why I have abandoned my rôle of ingenuèe
and altered my whole style of dress. You only mean a secret for a little time?”
“Just for a little time,” she said; “yes. The Pellissiers had been an old family in Hampshire, while his
grandfather had driven a van.
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