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When the bell rang, she lagged behind as was her habit. A few feet away, across the low vases of pink
and white roses, sat Annabel, more beautiful to-night perhaps than ever before in
her life. "The pocket-book you prigged contained the letters
I wanted. ”
She knelt upon the floor of her cell and clasped her hands, and remained for a
long time in silence. “Thanks to you. "Is it you?"
"It is," replied Sheppard, as he untied the cords. When I was younger, I was very sick with a
deadly flu. “But I am sorry,” she exclaimed. "I should be perfectly miserable if I thought
you in earnest.
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