Remember ——” Annabel clutched her sister’s arm. The young lady—if she had come in here at all—had vanished. I’m that shamed to confess it, miss, but it were then I thought of Martha. I loved her beyond anything in heaven or on earth—to idolatry. What passed between them I cannot think—I dare not. “Both.
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