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“Is this true, Annabel? Is
he dead?”
She nodded. “I imagine,” Sir John said, “that your sister would acquaint him with it. And he unsheathed his sword. Uttering a faint scream, she sank backwards,
and would have fallen, if it had not been for the interposition of Blueskin, who,
at that moment, staggered into the room with a candle in one hand, and the bottle
in the other. A grimy, battered object, which had no place in the fashionable quarter of
town. You belong to me, and I have waited long enough. "Your answer!" cried Sheppard.
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