She did not see the metal pole swing toward the back of her skull, nor did she feel her own blood spoiling her light hair after the dull crack of metal broke her flesh. Ha! ha! What have I left but despair and madness? Promise me one thing, Mr. “The adventures I do not doubt, Annabel,” she said. Understand me.
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