” Annabel pulled up her veil. The solemn strokes were immediately answered by a multitude of chimes, sounding across the Thames, amongst which the deep note of Saint Paul's was plainly distinguishable. He had mentioned teaching her how to read Latin one day when she had wandered into the library. At this juncture, a cry was raised by a servant from below, that the robbers were flying through the garden. ‘Your wife?’ ‘My wife,’ he repeated, rising also, his smile mocking her. My destiny, I am afraid, is going to lead me into the ruts. He stood on the top step for a moment, lost in deep thought. She fell asleep instantaneously, fatigued from weeks of exhaustion.
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