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” She looked at him with curious eyes. Not a bad man as men go, but he would sell whisky and gin. You intrigue me. "I am here, you see," said the smith. I am fairly well hardened in iniquity—your iniquity, Annabel—but I decline to have a husband thrust upon me. She met his eyes for a moment, and could not interpret their expression. . ‘Don’t tell me. See? You marry me. ” “I have no idea what it costs to live in London,” Anna said, “but I should like very much to come for a short time if I might. As she looked in this direction, the thief-taker raised his eyes—those gray, blood-thirsty eyes!—their glare froze the life-blood in her veins. Finding remonstrances of no avail, he had recourse to threats; and when threats failed, he adopted more decided measures. You may copy it, give it away or re-use it under the terms of the Project Gutenberg License included with this eBook or online at www.
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