He renewed his supplications to Sharples, but with no better success than heretofore; and the greater part of the night was passed by him and the poor widow, whose anxiety, if possible, exceeded his own, in the most miserable state imaginable. Not at all. He pressed his lips to her with a much greater force than she had anticipated. Annabel was born soulless, a human butterfly, if ever there was one. She treaded down the hall swiftly but stopped abruptly when she heard a voice in back of her. Both of them would be committing novel and unforgettable acts. She did not want particularly to know what had caused his agony, what had driven him back to the old coat. It was Jack's intention to have knocked him down with the iron bar; but he was so struck with the janizary's looks, that he determined to spare him till he had ascertained his purpose.
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