” Annabel looked intently into her glass. ’ ‘Do you tell me you think you can outwit Gerald? I wish I may see it. A fierce struggle ensued. It was Sunday evening—a soft delicious evening, and, from the happy, cheerful look of the house, none would have dreamed of the dismal tragedy so lately acted within its walls. He stamped his last letter as Annabel entered. And now, come and sit by me, my dear, and let's have a little quiet chat together.
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