“Is this true, Annabel? Is he dead?” She nodded. Either you have had to love people or hate them—which is a sort of love, too, in its way—to get anything out of them. ’ The girl shook her head violently, setting the feathers on her hat bobbing. ToC The household of the worthy carpenter, it may be conceived, was thrown into the utmost confusion and distress by the unaccountable disappearance of the two boys. And yet, on the very site of the sordid tenements and squalid courts we have mentioned, where the felon openly made his dwelling, and the fraudulent debtor laughed the object of his knavery to scorn—on this spot, not two centuries ago, stood the princely residence of Charles Brandon, the chivalrous Duke of Suffolk, whose stout heart was a well of honour, and whose memory breathes of loyalty and valour.
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