Annabel was conscious then of the slow anger which had been burning within her since the night of her visit to the “Unusual. ” Manning tapped with his racket on the turf through some moments of silence. ‘En effet, it is for this that I was enquiring of this man if he has pen and paper. She plucked at the knots of her racket and heard him to the end, then spoke in a restrained undertone. Nervously he pulled alongside the dilapidated oncewhite farmhouse. "You've given me more than the amount, Sir Rowland," he said, after he had twice counted them, "or I've missed my reckoning. "I can't say I did," replied Wood, somewhat reluctantly; "what with the confusion incident to the storm, and the subsequent press of business, I put it off till it was too late. She lingered over donning her winter coat, buttoning each toggle and placket, double knotting her long scarf. He looked like the shadow of himself—thin, feeble, hollow-eyed—his beard unshorn—nothing could be more miserable. These and her general preparations had perhaps a certain disproportion. "Well, I'm not far from the mark.
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