A familiar figure was making his way towards them. "His disguise was capital; but I detected it in a moment. She let go of him and stood up, straightening herself. " "I won't reproach you, Jack," said the other, sternly. A deep dread calm, like that which precedes a thunderstorm, now prevailed amongst the assemblage. Annabel lounged in her chair with a sort of insolent abandon in her pose, and wide-open eyes which never flinched or drooped. " "Iss, Massa Ireton," replied the black.
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