Wood!—no," replied the turnkey. Earles scratched his chin for a moment thoughtfully. "Poor Mrs. You can’t do that sort of thing unless you do it over religion, and there’s no religion in me—of that sort—worth a rap. “You are mine, Annabel, and nothing shall ever make me give you up.
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