Give me that
precious charge," he added, snatching the bundle from Wood. ”
Annabel rose slowly to her feet, walked to the door as though to see that it was
shut, and came back with slow lagging footsteps. Her complexion was wan and faded,
except where it was tinged by a slight hectic flush, that made the want of colour
more palpable; her eyes were large and black, but heavy and lustreless; her
cheeks sunken; her frame emaciated; her dark hair thickly scattered with gray. ”
“And for me,” Anna echoed. There was nothing of the phenomenon in this. But when they were on their way out
he whispered in Anna’s ear. ’ I wanted, as I have never wanted before, to take you up, to make
you mine, to carry you off and set you apart from all the strain and turmoil of
life. I say again, grace à vous. She could not analyse what was stirring in her: the thought
of losing the doll, the dog, and the cat. . ”
Anna shook hands with Brendon—a young man also, but older and more selfpossessed than Sydney Courtlaw. No, none at all.
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