“Who are you—Annabel Pellissier or her ghost?” Anna laughed. Her lips came together with an expression between contentment and the faintest shadow of a smile, her manner was one of quiet reserve, and behind this mask she was wildly discontented and eager for freedom and life. And he had destroyed all this. But she could not live in constant association with him without having these gaps filled. Forgetting the dark thoughts of his last brush with the girl, he dropped the dagger back in his pocket, quickened his pace, and went back into the house to look for his hostess. His name was Peter.
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