She sat on the edge of the bed overwhelmed, the roses cradled in her arms. “A new admirer, Annabel? But what has that to do with your going to England?” “Everything! He is Sir John Ferringhall—very stupid, very respectable, very egotistical. “I don’t see why I should take it secondhand. An ugly flush stained his cheeks. ’ The lady hesitated a moment, her eyes seeming to measure the distance between where he stood and the door. ” “And he sat at my table,” Annabel said bitterly, “and yet he did not know me. "What I do is for the best, and I can only hope she may have strength to bear the separation. "But never mind who, or what I am. " "Then you are hurt," cried the carpenter in alarm. She was always asking questions about her mother and supplying the answers. She went to her bedroom, but she did not go to bed.
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