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“What?” He replied. “Idiot!” She raged inwardly while she
walked along with that air of self-contained serenity that is proper to a young
lady of nearly two-and-twenty under the eye of the world. ”
Annabel laughed softly. He pushed her small hand into his jeans. F. Jack Kimble nodded eagerly. Always the other things
remained. Before retracing his steps, however, he allowed his gaze to range
over the vast and beautiful prospect spread out beneath him, which is now
hidden, from the traveller's view by the high walls of the General Cemetery, and
can, consequently, only be commanded from the interior of that attractive place
of burial,—and which, before it was intersected by canals and railroads, and
portioned out into hippodromes, was exquisite indeed. "A vow," she answered,—"a vow to my dead husband.
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