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Not afraid of me,
either. 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. "
"You shall not stir a footstep. . No sterner head was ever beheld beneath the
cowl of a monk, or the bonnet of an inquisitor. Manning came into her thoughts
again, an unexpected, tall, dark, self-contained presence at the Fadden. She shuddered. There!"
Out of the dark unruffled sapphire of the lagoon came vertical flashes of burning
silver, singly and in groups. Sepulchre's clock struck eight. "Good-b'ye!" And with a
cordial shake of the hand he took his departure.
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