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“Hey,” he said, his eyes slowly adjusting to the soft blackness. The arm about her was steel hard, and she felt the weapon that was placed at her heart, which thumped uncomfortably in her chest. I am your very dutiful niece, aunt, and your most devoted sister, Annabel. " "Is he alive!" vociferated Trenchard. The wish was vain: and, endeavouring to banish every earthly thought, he addressed himself deeply and sincerely to prayer. Mrs. “I have been bearing this—for your sake. “Very well,” said Manning. Spurling was no longer allowed to visit him; he was again loaded with irons; fastened by an enormous horse-padlock to a staple in the floor; and only allowed to take repose in a chair. ” He looked at her intensely, his dark eyes deepened with sleeplessness. Chapter IX BRENDON’S LUCK Anna sat in a chair in her room and sighed.
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