They sat face to face beneath an experienced-looking rucksack and a brand new portmanteau and a leather handbag, in the afternoon-boat train that goes from Charing Cross to Folkestone for Boulogne. A loud buzz of curiosity circulated among the domestics; some of whom— especially the females—leaned forward to obtain a peep at the culprit. The thought passed through his mind even as he started to cross the terrace at a jogtrot, moving to head her off. Was this the result of some strange experiment? It was the person of Annabel Pellissier—the soul of a very different order of being.
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