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‘How dare you?’ roared the general. “Ever yours,
“ANNABEL. A few bricks,
dislodged probably by his last descent, came clattering down the chimney, and as
it was perfectly dark, gave him the notion that some one was endeavouring to
force an entrance into the room. “I do,” he answered. The horse-soldiers wheeled round
and cleared a path: the foot closed in upon the cart. He
embraced her small body in his arms, kissing her forehead
over and over. The
four men fell upon him, holding his arms and legs, while Caliban forced back his
head. ‘You are related to General Lord Charvill?’
‘Monsieur le baron, he is my grandpére,’ she confirmed.
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