She stared at his pleading face. She was a very elegant young woman, slightly taller perhaps than her sister, and with an air of reserved strength underneath her quiet face and manner which Annabel may have lacked. " "But I'm a poor man. ” Anna laid down her serviette. "Write as I dictate," he cried, placing a pen in the jailer's hand and a pistol to his ear.
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