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” There was a strange look in her face, the look of a frightened child. " "Holloa! my hearty!" cried Ben, starting to his feet. "Is it you?" "It is," replied her son, "Oh! why would you not listen to me?" "I was distracted," replied Mrs. How on earth does it concern you?” Annabel laughed hardly. ‘I had no need of the place, and there was no money, of course. But tell me how have you escaped from the confinement in which you were placed—come and sit by me—here—upon the bed—give me your hand—and tell me all about it. It was an overcast day, albeit not foggy, and the electric light shades glowed warmly, and an Italian waiter with insufficient English took Ramage’s orders, and waited with an appearance of affection.
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