“Why, I do not know. ‘I know that, miss. ” “That is another French custom,” he remarked, “which is not so agreeable. "What's your name?" he said, addressing the audacious lad, who was looking about him as coolly as if nothing material was going on. “I shall be waiting for you there, and in the meantime, if you will help yourself—pray don’t look like that. " CHAPTER XIV. Annabel had taken her life into her hands with gay insouciance, had made her own friends, gone her own way.
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