It was Annabel who spoke. No more. The postilion obeyed, and dashed off as hard as his horses could gallop along the beautiful road leading to Neasdon and Willesden, just as the serving-men made their appearance. She gave her a wink when John had turned to ask Mark if Lucy could ride home with them.
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