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I will do all this not because I love you, but—because you are Anna’s sister. . A little smothered cry broke from her lips—the curtains were thrown aside and a man stepped out. "Neither man nor woman shall apply that term to me. This person was speedily followed by half a dozen others, some of whom carried flambeaux. “It’s either now or never,” she said to herself. A few feet away, across the low vases of pink and white roses, sat Annabel, more beautiful to-night perhaps than ever before in her life. ‘Do not be foolish. Left alone, Jonathan lighted a lamp, and, opening the trap-door, descended the secret stairs. On Thursday we embark for South America. “Tell me his name,” he said, “and I promise that he shall never trouble you. But he wrote on. \"I'm going to his baseball game, he's pitching for Lincoln, and then I believe he is taking me to dinner. " "Hum!" exclaimed Jonathan. Wood had the advantage of her husband in point of years, being on the sunny side of forty,—a period pronounced by competent judges to be the most fascinating, and, at the same time, most critical epoch of woman's existence,—whereas, he was on the shady side of fifty,—a term of life not generally conceived to have any special recommendation in female eyes.
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