Annabel a murderess! It was not possible. "Begone, wretch!" cried the mother, stung beyond endurance by his taunts; "or I will drive you hence with my curses. You have told me that you cared. She sat in a chair in the parlour and regarded the darkening sky through the small casement window.
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