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Earles closed the piano with a little bang. But his treasured dream lay shattered at his feet. The open windows were above them now and, unless the intruder were to lean out, they could not possibly be seen. This I have sworn to do—this I will do. It was approached from the street by a flight of broad stone steps, leading to a ponderous door, plated with iron, and secured on the inner side by huge bolts, and a lock, with wards of a prodigious size. “But I am judge of that,” said Manning. I am afraid because I love you, so that the mere thought of failure hurts. Annabel! Annabel!” His voice became a shriek. Earles was absolutely indifferent. "Mother!" she echoed,—"mother! why do you call me by that name?" "Because you are my mother. “Sometimes it is not bad. Beyond was another door, on which was painted in black letters: MR. . ’ Melusine swung away and moved to stare dully out of the window of the little chapel vestry onto the mews outside.
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