He was just getting cross about your being late for dinner—you know his way—when it came. Good-bye, for the pressent—ha! ha!" And, laughing loudly at his own facetiousness, he quitted the Lodge. " "Take hence this boy, then," rejoined Trenchard; "his looks unman me. Annabel passed on with a strained nod to her sister, and Sir John’s bow was a miracle of icy displeasure.
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