” “And mine,” murmured his companion, with the smile still lingering upon his lips. Each wing had a small cupola; and, in the centre of the pile rose a larger dome, surmounted by a gilded ball and vane. Annabel! Annabel!” His voice became a shriek. A siphon and a whisky bottle stood before him.
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