" "There's a funny idea in my head. She took up a book and threw it down again. It seemed to her that it was her duty to get up and clamor to go home to her room, to protest against his advances as an insult. But her heart kept on sinking. ’ ‘Oh yes, yes. There were dark rims under her eyes, soft now with unshed tears. “Who are you—Annabel Pellissier or her ghost?” Anna laughed. "And someday let him care for me!" She sprang up, alarmed. But no; she must step warily. Jack, who had formerly been in the custody of both these gentlemen, gave them a very cordial welcome; apologized for the sorry room he was compelled to receive them in; and when they took leave, insisted on treating them to a double bowl of punch, which they were now discussing with the upper jailer, Mr. " "From whom?" vociferated Trenchard.
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