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Presently he caught her puzzled glance, and recollected himself, turning on the charm again. Where can we sit down and talk?” He led her across the room towards a window recess, in which a tall, fair young man was seated with an evening paper in his hand. “I have always,” she admitted calmly, “taken a certain amount of interest in Annabel’s future. They used the rope—not that a rope was at all necessary, but because Ann Veronica’s exalted state of mind made the fact of the rope agreeably symbolical; and, anyhow, it did insure a joint death in the event of some remotely possibly mischance.
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