‘It does not matter, Jacques. "Is it poison?" she asked. Presently, however, a
sudden movement occurred, and disclosed his features, which were those of a
young man of nearly his own age. They sat
down at the dining room table which seemed empty and
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huge in the stark, white-walled room. ’
‘Oh yes, or walked through the walls, I dare say. . The
first time, I overlooked the offence; but the second time, when I had planned to
break open the house of his master, the fellow who visited you to-night,—Wood,
the carpenter of Wych Street,—he betrayed me. A few feet away, across the low vases of pink
and white roses, sat Annabel, more beautiful to-night perhaps than ever before in
her life.
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