" The girl's blood ran warmly for a minute. He sat down beside her and stroked her hair. “Ever yours, “ANNABEL. And Gerald— Melusine swallowed on an unaccountable lump in her throat. Even in her painting smock and with her disarranged hair, the likeness between the two girls was marvellous. Jonathan looked in that direction, and beheld the fugitives riding off in triumph.
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