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The flowers upon the mantel-shelf were withered and drooping—she had gathered them. What can she be? The wife of a country tradesman, or a duchess? And such a meek little husband too. "Inequality of rank can be no bar to our union," continued Kneebone. ” Annabel no longer attempted to conceal her emotion. Very well, then. "I'll tackle it to-night!" "But it's after ten!" "What's that got to do with it? … The roofs of the native huts scattering in the wind! … the absolute agony of the twisting palms!…. She could not help thinking of Capes. Instantly she seized the poker and made a desperate effort to get them out again.
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