" "Are you sure of this?" asked Thames, who, though as brave a lad as need be, could not repress a shudder at the intelligence. He made some obvious comments on the wide view warming toward its autumnal blaze that spread itself in hill and valley, wood and village, below. \"Shouldn't you be in bed? You go into work at 5:30, I thought. John laughed even harder, his eyes misting over. I can't concentrate on my work. Wood was heard without, angrily demanding admittance. ” “Annabel is a prophetess,” he declared. Gay, was a stout, good-looking, good-humoured man, about thirty-six, with a dark complexion, an oval face, fine black eyes, full of fire and sensibility, and twinkling with roguish humour—an expression fully borne out by the mouth, which had a very shrewd and sarcastic curl.
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