” He recognized the force, almost the passion, which trembled in her tone, and he at once abandoned the subject. “But, how,” he said, sitting up astonished beyond measure, “not go on?” “I have been thinking while you have been talking. To-morrow he might be sorry; but to-day, this hour! She rose, not quickly, but with a dignity which only accentuated her beauty. Annabel lounged in her chair with a sort of insolent abandon in her pose, and wide-open eyes which never flinched or drooped.
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