The Iovellis were very rich, from what she could tell. “Annabel,” she said brusquely. She had never been "My child" or "My dear"; always her name—Ruth. Conscious of Mrs. "I'm only a benighted fool; and having said that, I have said everything. Lights glimmered in the windows of the different houses; and a lamp-lighter was running from post to post on his way to Snow Hill.
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