She slid her cheek down the tweed sleeve of his coat. The girl was like some north-country woodland pool, penetrated by a single shaft of sunlight—beautifully clear in one spot and mysteriously obscured elsewhere. I’ve got a streak of male. Assessing him as harmless, she had remained friendly, albeit aloof. His manner was deferential, even eager. . Annabel shook her head. ’ She bit her lip and thought deeply. Throwing down the pencil, she snatched up a piece of India-rubber, and exclaiming,—"It isn't at all like him! it isn't half handsome enough!" was about to efface the sketch, when Thames darted into the room. Annabel turned on the electric light and made her way into the sitting-room. Put out your hand and bid me God-speed. And, stretching out his hand, he lifted the dark object from the flood. ” They loitered under trees, they sat on mossy banks they gossiped on friendly benches, they came back to lunch at the “Star and Garter,” and talked their afternoon away in the garden that looks out upon the crescent of the river. She was like an angel with one wing. Many’s the young ’un I’ve seen get hisself into just such a knuckleheaded mess all on account of a pretty wench.
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