Phillips Oppenheim *** END OF THIS PROJECT GUTENBERG EBOOK ANNA THE ADVENTURESS *** ***** This file should be named 26596-h. The shops were lighting up into gigantic lanterns of color, the street lamps were glowing into existence, and she had lost her way. It was noon when the caravan reached the tower of the water-clock. She approached this field with her usual liveliness of apprehension. “This isn’t furtive,” said Ann Veronica. With his chisel so fine, tra la! "There!" cried the boy, leaping from the stool, and drawing back a few paces on the bench to examine his performance,—"that'll do. Such a time that it takes for them to go. Pull yourself together, Annabel! I must have the truth. I never see them, they never even call. In a second the glass lay shattered upon the carpet.
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