” Annabel moistened her dry lips with a handkerchief steeped in eau de Cologne. " No sooner had Wood crept through the window, than nature gave way, and he fainted. She gained her room, and slammed her door and locked it as though she feared violence and pursuit. " "Winny, I must go!" said Thames, breaking from her. ‘Come, cry a truce.
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