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. ” Chapter III ANNA? OR ANNABEL? Sir John was wholly unable to understand the laugh and semi-ironical cheer which greeted his entrance to the smoking-room of the English Club on the following evening. Perhaps some one had kissed the brow that was now so cadaverous, rubbed that sunken cheek with loving fingers, held that stringy neck with passionately living hands. ’ Gerald sighed. But about his unknown rival he was acutely curious. Wood's anxiety to please her distinguished guests speedily displayed itself in a very plentiful, if not very dainty repast. She felt the warm nearness of his. "Gracious Heaven!—is she the inmate of a mad-house?" "She is, Sir," answered the woollen-draper, sadly, "driven there by her son's misconduct. “Never mind.
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