Annabel had taken her life into her hands with gay insouciance, had made her own friends, gone her own way. " Jonathan's eyes glistened as he told over the notes. He uttered a deep groan, but said nothing. ‘Else she would not have married that ne’er-do-well only because Jarvis proposed him to her. He would know her address to-morrow. . It now came to him with an added thrill how well she had told her story; simply and directly, no skipping, no wandering hither and yon: from the first hour she could remember, to the night she had fled in the proa, a clear sustained narrative. " CHAPTER XI.
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