‘You have not the right. I love some one else. This I know, for the Valades have taught me so,
and the nuns also. . Read it, and you'll find that your unfortunate
uncle, Sir Rowland, surrenders to you all the estates in Lancashire. Here,
might be seen a poor fellow whose teeth were knocked down his throat,
spluttering out the most tremendous menaces, and gesticulating like a madman:
there, another, whose nose was partially slit, vented imprecations and
lamentations in the same breath. I have been in torment all the while to know
whether it was to Anna or to Annabel that you were making love so charmingly. He had the same
dark eyes, though lighted by a fierce flame; the same sallow complexion; the
same tall, thin figure, and majestic demeanour; the same proud cast of features. He
closed the door.
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