She stared at him and thought the words, “My husband, my husband. " "There was Father," suggested Angelina gently. The little room was fragrant with flowers, Anna herself bright, and with all the evidences of well being. He closed the door. ’ Mrs Chalkney lifted her brows. A dozen shynesses and intellectual barriers were being outflanked or broken down in her mind. Above this revolting spot was the female debtor's ward; below it a gloomy cell, called Tangier; and, lower still, the Stone Hold, a most terrible and noisome dungeon, situated underground, and unvisited by a single ray of daylight. Her complexion was wan and faded, except where it was tinged by a slight hectic flush, that made the want of colour more palpable; her eyes were large and black, but heavy and lustreless; her cheeks sunken; her frame emaciated; her dark hair thickly scattered with gray.
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