. Light flooded the place. “Annabel,” she said brusquely. " His attention being thus drawn to the bank, the carpenter beheld three figures, one of whom bore a torch, leap into a wherry of a larger size than the others, which immediately put off from shore. His vision was becoming accustomed to the faint light now and her features were clearer. ‘I’m not going to arrest you, young Jack—yet. Gosse was backing towards the table. Nuns, I mean.
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