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5. ‘Grace à vous, I am compelled to rescue myself. She had left for ever the cage, the galling leash: she was free. “He tried it. I thought—the papers said——” “You thought that I was dead,” he interrupted. ” “Alive,” Annabel moaned, her eyes large with terror. He rolled on top of her, pinning her with his arms and forming a tented cage. “Anna,” he cried eagerly. His eyes were closed. . You have never known what it is to want food, raiment, shelter. And that’s why I’m at your service. “Sit down,” he said, and perused—“perused” is the word for it—for some moments. We're lost.
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