” “Not long ago,” she said, “you left me in anger, partly because of this exchange of identities between Annabel and myself. She wondered who the girl might belong to as she patted dirt over the shallow grave. ‘Do not imagine that I will leave poor Jacques. It was not until the morning of the fifth day that the constant vigil was broken. Even given that he was hopelessly enamoured of the wench, a fact which was obvious to the meanest intelligence. " Exclamations of wonder burst from all. “Never mind.
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