The weather's been foul enough for the last fortnight, but I've never turned my back upon it. Who but you would have dreamed of giving the boy such a name? Why, it's the name of a river, not a Christian. They talked lightly but confidentially until Sir John approached them with a slight frown upon his face. Who is she, I say?” “My sister!” Annabel faltered.
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