The afternoon had passed now into twilight. “Just the box only. ” “You did,” Anna exclaimed. "You are no longer Thames Darrell," she said, casting her eyes rapidly over it; "but the Marquis de Chatillon. Wood scarcely knew where he was. ’ ‘Damnation!’ ‘What the devil ails you?’ demanded his friend, striding forward. Come to take leave.
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