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THAMES DARRELL. Mrs. Presently he caught her puzzled glance, and recollected himself, turning on the charm again. “Don’t you have a wife? Where are your children?” She asked. ” “Alive,” Annabel moaned, her eyes large with terror. . ‘You don’t know him. ” The dinner came to an end at last, and the whiskered waiter presented his bill and evacuated the apartment and closed the door behind him with an almost ostentatious discretion. “How have you been, my dear? Up to no good, I see. Annabel is my only sister, you know, almost my only relative. You do not love your husband, you have married him for a position —to escape from—things which you feared. "Project Gutenberg" is a registered trademark.
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