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Sebastian sat smirking in amusement. "Man, man! You're coming to life. His literary instincts were reviving. A grimy, battered object, which had no place in the fashionable quarter of town. The latter looked very pale, either from the effect of his wound, which was not yet entirely healed, or from suppressed emotion,—partly, perhaps, from both causes,—and wore his left arm in a sling. It was a shame that they had made such a fuss, she thought as he arrived. Annabel, tell me that you did not wish me dead. "While I live you are safe," rejoined Trenchard; "after my death I can answer for nothing. “The truth!” It was a moment of awkwardness between the two sisters —a moment, too, charged with its own psychological interest, for there were secrets between them which for many months had made their intercourse a constrained and difficult thing.
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