" Figg turned aside to hide the tears that started to his eyes,—for the stout prizefighter, with a man's courage, had a woman's heart,—and the procession again set forward. ” “You have nothing to tell me?” “Nothing!” So Annabel departed with the slightest of farewells, wearing a thick travelling veil, and sitting far back in the corner of a closed carriage. She has given herself up to social work. The thing is done. Something has happened to change her marvellously, either that, or she wilfully deceived me and every one else in those days as to her real self. ” He got up and went to the guest room door and locked it.
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