The trio finally arrived home at 3:48 in the morning, and she saw lights that indicated the awareness of some of the nosier Beck neighbors. “Sir John!” Annabel gasped. His gray eyes were closed, his persimmon-colored lips open and panting. There was nothing on her face to hint of the misery that brimmed her heart this morning. She would lure him, as he was an easily tempted child predator who could even more easily be turned into prey. “MY DEAR MISS STANLEY,” it began,—“I hope you will forgive my bothering you with a letter, but I have been thinking very much over our conversation at Lady Palsworthy’s, and I feel there are things I want to say to you so much that I cannot wait until we meet again.
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