She climbed back into the window an hour before
sunrise. Anna was not “Alcide” of the
“Ambassador’s,” whose subtly demure smile and piquant glances had called him
to her side from the moment of their first meeting. "Poor little
creature!" he muttered, pressing it tenderly to his breast, as he grasped the rope
and clambered up to the window: "if thou hast, indeed, lost both thy parents, as
that terrible man said just now, thou art not wholly friendless and deserted, for I
myself will be a father to thee! And in memory of this dreadful night, and the
death from which I have, been the means of preserving thee, thou shalt bear the
name of THAMES DARRELL. ”
“It’s rather jolly of you,” said Ann Veronica.
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