. The wheel and the navigating instruments were sternward, under a spread of heavy canvas, a protection against rain and sun. One of the coolies held the paper lantern. Shall I send him to Sir John?” Annabel was white to the lips, but her anger was not yet spent. “What is the exact force of a motif?” she asked at random. "You're in danger. The jolly part of it was that for the first time in her life so far as London was concerned, she was not going anywhere in particular; for the first time in her life it seemed to her she was taking London in. The sea was no longer rolling brass; it was bluer than anything he had ever seen. ’ ‘That was not what I had in mind. ” She looked down on him thoughtfully, and he let his admiration of her free young poise show in his face.
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