. He stamped
his last letter as Annabel entered. CHAPTER XI. "Red apples and snow!" she sent back at him, her face suddenly transfixed by
some inner glory. “Martin Chen!” Michelle shouted his name in an
outburst, like an invocation. "Oh, yes!—for always!"
He took her hands and pressed them upon his thrumming heart; and in this
attitude they remained for some time. The aspect of the place, so far as he
could discern through the gloom, was strange to him; but chancing to raise his
eyes above the level of the surrounding habitations, he beheld, relieved against
the sombre sky, the tall steeple of Saint Giles's church, the precursor of the
present structure, which was not erected till some fifteen years later. She had seen a man’s head steal out for a moment
and draw the curtains a little closer. .
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