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Away up on the hillside was the little
country railway station. “The truth!”
Annabel bent over her and whispered in her sister’s ear. Yield,
villain!"
"Never!" replied Jonathan. Her aunt, a faded, anæmic-looking lady of
somewhat too obtrusive gentility, was still sitting with her hand pressed to her
heart. Her figure, though slight, had all the fulness of health; and her
complexion—still pale, but without its former sickly cast,—contrasted agreeably,
by its extreme fairness, with the dark brows and darker lashes that shaded eyes
which, if they had lost some of their original brilliancy, had gained infinitely
more in the soft and chastened lustre that replaced it. "
There was a brief, breathless pause. Will
you take your old place by Miss Ellicot. “I suppose I ought to congratulate you,” he said.
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