Instead, God had sent her Sebastianus, a man who had sold his soul to the Devil to gain eternal life, or perhaps he was even the Devil himself. You forget all the mass of training and tradition and instinct that go to make him a tolerable master. . ” “And you?” “Rather!” “I wonder why?” “There’s no why. ‘You were supposed to be nursing him,’ Martha grumbled, ‘and helping him convalesce. Take it, I tell you. Every house-top, every window, every wall, every projection, had its occupants. Annabel lounged in her chair with a sort of insolent abandon in her pose, and wide-open eyes which never flinched or drooped. At last she was roused.
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