Sometimes the moon was totally eclipsed; at others, it shed a wan and ghastly glimmer over the masses rolling in the firmament. Annabel half filled her glass with wine, and taking a little folded packet from her plate, shook the contents into it. Anna stared back at every one with undaunted composure. Whatever he did, she was bound to scream. ‘Certainly I have them with me. It seems to me just talk; it seems to me like the fancy of a dream. There has never been a white woman at McClintock's.
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