I am fairly well hardened in iniquity—your iniquity, Annabel—but I decline to have a husband thrust upon me. " The spinster's face actually became warm. Her mother brewed potions to scent her hair, sweet balms of anise for her lips and hands, told her wonderful secrets, some decidedly un-Christian. A. Great stone staircases leading no one knew whither, and long gloomy passages, impressed the occasional visitor with the idea that he was traversing a building of vast extent; and, though this was not the case in reality, the deception was so cleverly contrived that it seldom failed of producing the intended effect. He stamped his last letter as Annabel entered. After all, why should I care what strangers think?" Ruth asked with sudden heat. Their colloquy was ended abruptly by the apparition of Miss Klegg at the further door. " "Away with him!" cried Jonathan.
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