” “Nor I,” she remarked tersely. "I should like to meet the man who would dare to gainsay it. “It’s about forty pounds. ' That has always haunted me. “Who are you—Annabel Pellissier or her ghost?” Anna laughed. ‘Oh, the Frenchie. “Well,” he said slowly, “I had met you three times—before Drummond’s dinner. " Aware apparently in some degree, of the mistake she had committed, the poor maniac sprang towards him with frantic violence, and planted her long nails in his cheek.
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