” “You will let us hear from you—let us know where you are, very soon?” Annabel called out from the step. Vorsack looked pale and pink. "He has not the power—perhaps not the will to do so. Good-bye, for the pressent—ha! ha!" And, laughing loudly at his own facetiousness, he quitted the Lodge. She never knew what became of her farmer after that.
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