So perfect was the illusion, that he could almost fancy he heard the solemn voice of the ordinary warning him that his race was nearly run, and imploring him to prepare for eternity. ” “You are sure that he asked for me—not for Annabel?” “Certain,” Courtlaw answered. He knows everything.
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