Suddenly Anna felt her hand seized and imprisoned in Courtlaw’s burning fingers. Chapter XXII AN OLD FOOL Lady Ferringhall made room for him on the sofa by her side. “You blithering idiot!” he exclaimed. She hated the manor. Old saltwater was right. She held it away from her with an instinctive repulsion, born of her unconquerable antipathy to the touch of strangers. ” “As one friend to another.
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