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She saw herself building up a life upon that —a life restrained, kindly, beautiful, a little pathetic and altogether dignified; a life of great disciplines and suppressions and extensive reserves. The curtains which she had left drawn were open, and the electric lights were turned on. The candles—for McClintock never used oil in his dining room—were burning low in the sconces. She was looking about her, and her face was dark with anger. I am fairly well hardened in iniquity—your iniquity, Annabel—but I decline to have a husband thrust upon me. " After some further arguments, Jack assented to this proposal. At length Jack Sheppard observed:—"The coast's clear. Wood's," said the latter, "since I find him at his own gate.
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