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"Call as you please, beloved girl," he cried, "I will not stir till I am answered. A phase of mental activity that men called courage: to summon at will this energy which barred the ingress of the long cold fingers of fear, which cleared the throat of stuffiness and kept the glance level and ever forward. "Shall I take the babby home with me!" persisted Wood, in a tone between jest and earnest. "All cannot be well, if this is true. Sheppard," said Wood in a soothing tone. Nicholas is dead. I hold a warrant from Mr. ” “You can’t be killed?” He asked. And I’m afraid. Will you be a faithful and honest wife? Will you do your duty by him, and forget all your past follies? Unless, Annabel, you can——” “Oh, I will pledge you my word,” Annabel cried passionately, “my solemn word. “I have waited for this,” he said, and stood quite still, looking at her until the silence became oppressive. Her two sticks were bare and brown, her snugged canvas drab, her brasses dull, her anchor mottled with rust. Husbands and wives, young lovers, and mothers with strollers thronged in the streets, all savoring the fine cool weather.
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