’ ‘I thank you,’ Gerald said drily. She drifted back into the welcoming arms of sleep, feeling herself surrounded in silk. . “I can’t imagine what has come over you,” said her aunt. Earles recovered his spirits. His figure was slight, but well-built; and, in stature he did not exceed five feet four. The fatal shower, from which he and his little charge escaped uninjured, had stricken his assailant and precipitated him into the boiling gulf. “Who are you—Annabel Pellissier or her ghost?” Anna laughed.
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