“Annabel!” He looked at her thoughtfully. She had eaten little or no tea, and her mid-day meal had been worse than nothing. On searching the coat, he found, amongst other matters, a mask, a key, and a pocket-book. Her wedding gown! She wondered if the spirit of the unknown mother looked down upon her. Manning would on no account do, though he was tall and dark and handsome and kind, and thirty-five and adequately prosperous, and all that a husband should be. “You be off, missie,” said the fatherly policeman. “Hullo!” Courtlaw, haggard, his deep-set eyes more brilliant than ever, took Anna’s hand into his, and breathed a little close drawn sigh of content. ’ ‘A dagger, is it then?’ The girl froze. It was fortunate that by this time Winifred had so far recovered, as to be able to afford her father the best and only solace that, under the circumstances, he could have received,—her personal attentions. Gazing at her with eyes blinded with tears, he imprinted one brotherly kiss upon her lips. The comparisons upon which she could draw were few and confusingly new, mixed with reality and the loose artistic conceptions of heroes in fiction. His face was very serious.
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