"I will," answered the prisoner. A black-garbed figure crept forward, noiselessly, towards Gosse’s back. After all, it was what she had been praying for—and Annabel could not have known her address. She would be in the library, her favorite place, or on the bench by the colored glass window with her embroidery. His assistance came too late. Mr. I arrived here with something less than five pounds in my pocket.
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