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“Annabel! God in Heaven, it is Annabel!” She did not speak. Half an hour passed, but Jack did not make his appearance. Poor girl! she was beautiful once; so beautiful as to make me, who care little for the allurements of women, fancy myself enamoured of her. Her eyes flashed and she withdrew the dagger, pulling away from him. If any of you—or all of you feel the same in six months’ time from to-day, will you come, if you care to, and see me then?” There was a brief silence. Even an unlikely episode such as this could not be ignored. “I can’t keep away from you. In one of these seats, at the end of the aisle farthest removed from the chancel, the widow took her place, and addressed herself fervently to her devotions.
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