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And I’ll have that story off you as we journey back to town. One realized indeed then where the differences lay; the tender curves about Anna’s mouth transformed into hard sharp lines in Annabel’s, the eyes of one, truthful and frank, the other’s more beautiful but with less expression—windows lit with dazzling light, but through which one saw—nothing. Do you know whoso portrait this is?" "I do not," replied Thames, repressing his tears, "but I believe it to be the portrait of my father. Wood. "Only the dog," replied the rough tones of a man. Annabel, I was lying. 17 up-train. E. It is what I have wanted, what I have meant all along. “To the best of my belief,” she said, with quiet dignity, “I have never seen either of you before in my life. "Is she married?" he asked, after a brief pause. His conscience, however, was entirely another affair. “This ain’t no place for you.
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