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’ ‘How was it then that Nicholas Charvill was known to have gone to France. " "My poor son!" groaned the widow, sinking backwards. It is quite light yet, and I want to have one more look at that angry red sun. I hope you will always remember——” Annabel held out her hands with a little cry of protest. It was still profoundly dark; but the wind, which had begun to blow with some violence, chased the clouds rapidly across the heavens, and dispersed the vapours hanging nearer the earth.
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