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“Sir John!” Annabel gasped. . Then—then we shall be together. From this sorrowful state he was aroused by a loud derisive whistle, followed by a still louder laugh; and, looking up, he beheld the impudent countenance of Jack Sheppard immediately before him. Anna was having tea by herself when she entered. Then, very awkwardly, he took a stool and placed it at the end of Ann Veronica’s table, and sat down. For a time she could scarcely believe he was gone. Women are not in the world in the same sense that men are—fighting individuals in a scramble.
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