” “It is my wish to be alone,” she said wearily. " "Didn't the natives have a name for you?" She blushed. “You know of no one likely to have had a grudge against this man?” he asked. . "Here's the door. He was at length rescued from his assailants,— rescued to perish, seven months afterwards, with every ignominy, at the very gibbet to which he had brought his victim. After all, it was what she had been praying for—and Annabel could not have known her address.
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