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"So I've found out the way to move her," thought the carpenter; "those tears will
do her some good, at all events. “Agreed,” he said with queer exaltation, and
his grip tightened on her hand. ‘You know about that?’
‘It was the only possible deduction. A florid-looking young
woman rose up and accosted him eagerly. ‘She knows what she’s up against. “You are mine, Annabel, and nothing shall
ever make me give you up. . ‘That’s why I’m asking. I knew it. I don’t think
I’ve got illusions, nor you. Either she had been seen, or they were seeking the air. To-night we leave
for Marseilles. "Ah! Owen Wood, is it you?" cried David in astonishment. . "I can't tell you!" she replied, blushing deeply, and clinching her little hand as
tightly as possible; "it's a secret!"
"I'll soon find it out, then," he returned, playfully forcing the paper from her
grasp.
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