I thought that I was marrying Meysey Hill, not that creature. Annabel seated herself in an easy chair and determined to wait for her sister’s return. In this state it would have been all over with him, as, being stunned by the fall, it was some moments before he could recover himself, if another party had not unexpectedly come to his rescue. Once a thriving town before the Pestilence, most of the buildings and the piers had been destroyed or burned. She wore a plain black dress, reaching almost to her throat—her small oval face, with the large brown eyes, was colourless, delicately expressive, yet with something mysterious in its Sphinx-like immobility.
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