A simple wooden monument was placed over the grave, but without any name or date. Had it come already? Chapter XXVII JOHN FERRINGHAM, GENTLEMAN “Confess, my dear husband,” Annabel said lightly, “that you are bewildered. "What do you think of your nephew, Sir Rowland?" whispered Jonathan, who sat with his back towards Thames, so that his features were concealed from the youth's view. She opened it and imbibed. He stopped abruptly before the apparently incurious Chinaman. That I should be challenged by you of all people.
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