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“By God! Ann Veronica,” he said, sighing deeply. ’ ‘No, but you’ve made up for it since. " "Be it so!" rejoined Sir Rowland, with concentrated fury; "but before we do part, I am resolved to know the name of your pretended husband!" "Torture shall not wrest it from me," answered his sister, firmly. “Why just take her limbs? Why not poison her, like me?” “Because, if you remember, she turned me into a vampire. Is all that folly done with—for ever?” Annabel shivered ever so slightly. “You must not. "You have said," pursued the widow, "that she, who has once erred, is irreclaimable. Never since I was a girl have I seen your father so moved. ‘Where are you taking me?’ she asked, assuming a fearful accent. "You'll not be offended, I hope," returned Wood, drily, "if I say that your voice, your manner, and, above all, your very extraordinary way of laughing, put me strangely in mind of one of the 'droll dogs,' (as you term them,) who helped to perpetrate the outrage I've just described. ” “You mean you’re going to run away with me?” He asked in semi-seriousness. But she did not believe he would do that. ” He admonished.
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