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” “You are sure that he asked for me—not for Annabel?” “Certain,” Courtlaw answered. Why should I?” “At last,” he murmured, “at last I have found you. ” TRANSCRIBER'S NOTE: Typesetting and editing of the original book from which this e-text has been transcribed was inconsistent. "Who's that queer cove in the full-bottomed wig?" "Attend to me, sirrah," rejoined Wild, sternly. She regarded him coldly, as though wondering whether he had anything further to say. "Too late!" shrieked the lady, falling heavily backwards,—"too late!—oh!" Heedless of her cries, Jonathan passed a handkerchief tightly over her son's mouth, and forced him out of the room. Is all that folly done with—for ever?” Annabel shivered ever so slightly.
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