At the threshold of the study he bade her good-night; but he did not touch her forehead with his lips. ” Annabel no longer attempted to conceal her emotion. The young ladies in the somewhat mixed society amongst which he moved neither satisfied his taste nor appealed in any way to his affections. For a few days he was able to relegate his conscience to the background. She started at the falling of a leaf, at the lumbering of a cow through the hedge. Then the bridge had arched gateways, bristling with spikes, and garnished (as all ancient gateways ought to be) with the heads of traitors.
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