"
"Could I credit your wild story, I might do so," returned Thames, with a look of
perplexity. Only identity, and a
chance to be someone other than a nun. I tell you what, Thames," he added, flinging himself carelessly into a
chair, "I'd give my right hand,—and that's no light offer for a carpenter's
'prentice,—if that little minx were half as fond of me as she is of you. ’
‘Ah, the matter begins to come clear,’ Gerald said. Annabel lounged in her chair with a sort of insolent abandon in her pose,
and wide-open eyes which never flinched or drooped. ‘Now then, missie. Leaving the library by the same door she had first used to
enter it earlier that day, she crossed the two little antechambers and moved on
through the rooms. "
"Alas! that one so highly born should submit to such a degradation?" groaned the
knight. out of the ten or twelve people one meets in a month
not only say but feel and assume a thing, it is very hard not to fall into the belief
that the thing is so.
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