" "It may be; but if it shortens the distance and lightens the journey, I care not," retorted the widow, who seemed by this reproach to be roused into sudden eloquence. “It is the same man, Annabel,” she said. ” He was not in the least surprised. Cowering in a corner upon a heap of straw sat his unfortunate mother, the complete wreck of what she had been. Heard voices. The moment my escape is known, a large reward will be placed on my head. He's an interpretative genius, if there ever was one. Another picture slid across her vision. E. Mountains out of molehills and armies out of windmills; and you'll tire yourself in one direction and shatter yourself in the other. " "You flatter me," smiled Sir James.
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