It was Annabel’s. It was a simple wish. She stood looking down upon him with dilated eyes. "Fear!" echoed Wild, in a terrible tone,—"fear! Repeat that word again, and nothing shall save you. She stood there with white set face and nervously clenched fingers. ‘Looks like it. She acted as her mother had taught her to. ” “May I put you in a hansom?” he asked, lifting his stick.
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