" "It shall be, Sir," replied Ireton, bowing. “You needn’t be anxious about that! I shall contrive to live. “What do you mean, Annabel? You only knew Mr. With trembling fingers she opened the post-bag. “Can’t stop, thanks,” he answered. It would not be possible otherwise to live in daily contact with this level-eyed, lovely girl without loving her. The hand which the man had been holding hung limp and nerveless at her side. I hold a warrant from Mr. ” And while he talked and watched her as he talked, she answered, and behind her listening watched and thought about him. "My father!" she whispered. ’ Miss Froxfield regarded him in some interest.
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