” He grabbed a sword from the wall of arms. In fact he was thinking of other things. ” Annabel had been lying curled up on the lounge, the personification of graceful animal ease. “I think this ends the business,” he said, turning to his sister. Good-bye, Anna!” Annabel sprang up. “MY DEAR DAUGHTER,” it ran,—“Here, on the verge of the season of forgiveness I hold out a last hand to you in the hope of a reconciliation. ” Her urge to drink deeply of his blood was growing insane, ignited by what he had already donated. “MY DEAR GIRL,— “I am so sorry if we made asses of ourselves to-night. ” “We do. Having secured this implement, he burst from his conductor, and, leaping into the hatch, as clowns generally spring into the clockfaces, when in pursuit of harlequin in the pantomime,—that is, back foremost,— broke into a fit of loud and derisive laughter, kicking his heels merrily all the time against the boards. “Thank you.
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