She threw out a hand to stop herself from cannoning into them and, losing balance, tripped over her own petticoats and fell to the carpeted floor, her hat falling off as she did so. Her eyebrows were lifted in expostulation. He forgot Annabel’s idle attempts at love-making, all the cul-de-sac gallantry of the moment. Either Sydney or Mr. Softly she rose to her feet. “Perhaps one talks nonsense about a woman’s instinct,” she said.
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