On this fresh outburst of the storm, Wood threw himself instinctively into the bottom of the boat, and clasping the little orphan to his breast, endeavoured to prepare himself to meet his fate. Have you anything to tell me before you go?” Annabel laughed lightly. They went on talking in the train—it seemed to her father a slight want of deference to him—and he listened and pretended to read the Times. Lucy’s bright tones pursued her. I have been in torment all the while to know whether it was to Anna or to Annabel that you were making love so charmingly. Over the mantel, set into an ornately carved panel with fluted columns at each end, was a portrait of a man on horseback. Presently she saw Spurlock on the way to the lagoon.
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