” Annabel looked down. But the mere recognition of his son’s signature was enough to stoke the fires of his long-held rage. “Mary!” He whispered loudly. I did not care—no woman really cares—to play the beggar maid to your King Cophetua. “Do you know,” she confessed, “I never thought of that?” He looked at her as though doubting even now whether she could possibly be in earnest. Wood's favourite sitting-room, and her image was so intimately associated with it, neither the carpenter nor his daughter could muster courage to enter it before. Before her stretched blank spaces, dotted with running people coming toward her, and below them railings and a statue. " "Lord bless us!" ejaculated Wood, "how shocking! No, I did not know that. She saw me, and, Lady Ferringhall, I shall never forget her look as long as I live.
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