Sheppard trembled violently; and though she understood his meaning too well, she answered,—"I can't guess. I should lose every scrap of independence—even my self-respect. My heart fails me. ’ ‘Then what?’ demanded Lucilla in a hushed tone. And now," she added, glancing contemptuously at the woollen-draper, "I'll go to Jack Sheppard. You can pay me when we return. His grip twisted her wrist. It’s your way of glossing over the ethical position. “It is very good of you to come and see me, my dear sister,” Annabel remarked, throwing herself into a low chair, and clasping her hands over her head.
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