“A serious question. You must think of this evening, John, sometimes—as a sort of atonement. But she had spent nearly half of it, and had no conception of how such a sum could be made good again. “You know,” he muttered, “you know quite well that your troubles are far more likely to weigh upon me than my own. . " And he struck up the following ballad:— SAINT GILES'S BOWL. The fair boy in the audience who had waved was yet another suitor. When he beheld Jack he uttered a deep groan. The question ceased to be a tea-table talk, and became suddenly tragically real for Ann Veronica. You only live a block away!” 236 “I’ll do my best. Annabel! Annabel!” His voice became a shriek. " The little urchin set off, and presently returned with the sexton. " CHAPTER XX To Spurlock it seemed as if a great iron door had swung in behind him, shutting out the old world. She started forward. “Oh, I am lonely,” she moaned.
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