"At the bottom of that big envelope I found this one. With a rustle of her full lilac petticoats, Miss Froxfield turned back to Alderley. “Let me get you some water, Annabel. But I will disappoint you. ” He digested her statement as part threat and part promise. "You're only twenty—not legally of age. '" As these words were delivered by the carpenter with stern emphasis, a female servant entered the room, and stated that a gentleman was at the door, who wished to speak with Captain Darell on business of urgent importance. She tossed her head, and, having no further words, moved toward the door. Everything had so far come to pass as the withered old Kanaka woman had foretold. "I would not venture to renew my suit while Thames lived, because I well knew your affections were fixed upon him. You will never be able to draw. ‘Well, water under the bridge is that, miss. ” She controlled a sob. ” “But what are you going to do—where are you going to live?” Annabel asked.
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