“Annabel,” she said, “I have never asked you for your confidence. Aha!" he continued, producing a short silver staff, which he carried constantly about with him, and uttering a terrible imprecation, "I see you're confounded. ” “Why not?” she asked quietly. “Good-bye, John,” she said simply. ‘Your wife?’ ‘My wife,’ he repeated, rising also, his smile mocking her. It was a mad half-hour. Stop! we must shut the door, or they'll catch us. “No, I must have had hope lurking somewhere too.
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