A piece of old blanket was fastened across her shoulders, and she had no other clothing except a petticoat. ” Annabel rose slowly to her feet, walked to the door as though to see that it was shut, and came back with slow lagging footsteps. Lost, stolen, or strayed, the Young Person!.
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