Courtlaw found himself ushered without questions into Annabel’s long low drawing-room, fragrant with flowers and somewhat to his surprise, crowded with guests. “I’ve been looking out for you,” he said. And then the fetters, which were still upon his legs:—how was he to get rid of them? Tired and dispirited, he still wandered on. Like the nuns, she hardly ever looked in a mirror. The ruffian caught hold of her hair, and held her fast. . I know. It's fortunate we've no more Jack Sheppards, or I should stand but a poor chance. Annabel turned on the electric light and made her way into the sitting-room.
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