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There wasn’t, I know, between myself and my father. "Mother!" cried the son, "help!" "What is this?" shrieked Lady Trafford, raising herself on the couch, and extending her hands towards him. His high brow was what caused all the ladies in town to covet him, it radiated intelligence but also something more primal. The idea that he held in his arms the girl whom he had once so passionately loved, and for whom he still retained an ardent but hopeless attachment, almost overcame him. “My dear Annabel,” she said, “this is delightful, but I thought that it was forbidden. ’ ‘In that case, I ought to warn you that my friend, Captain Hilary Roding, who is even less sympathique than myself, you remember, will undoubtedly arrest you for murder.
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