“Have you dropped from the skies?” Sydney asked wonderingly. Wood's dwelling,—a plain, substantial, commodious farm-house. "Open my heart, Father of Mercy!" she murmured, in a humble tone, and with downcast looks, "and make me sensible of the error of my ways. . Dinner was quite uneventful. Only I just want him. He had offered to escort the young lady to England where she might seek refuge with her relations there, and proposed that the maid Yolande might serve Miss Charvill. “It is strange that we should have met Annabel,” she said.
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