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Wood uttered something like an imprecation. He slid out of her. " "Well, Sir, his name?" "Jonathan Wild. Have you anything to tell me before you go?” Annabel laughed lightly. Beside me on Anna’s table was a pistol. ” “But didn’t you say some more about that ball?” “I said everything I could say as soon as I realized she was trying to avoid the topic. And next morning she attired herself with especial care and neatness, found his address in the Directory at a post-office, and went to him. The fire—if there was any in him—never made headway against this insistant demand to know the significance of these manifold inward agitations. She recovered herself, however, with amazing facility.
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