“My dear,” she began, with an affectionate hand on Ann Veronica’s shoulder, “I do SO wish you would realize how it grieves your father. Not only that, but he is here in London. In lieu of it, he still adhered to the sleek black crop, which, throughout life, formed a distinguishing feature in his appearance. Who is she, I say?” “My sister!” Annabel faltered. Yet she could not bring herself to hate the girl, or even Gianfrancesco, the one who would have sent her to her death more than once. That was life. "Mother!" she echoed,—"mother! why do you call me by that name?" "Because you are my mother. ” She said fretfully. "I don't understand you, gentlemen," stammered he, at length. “Your little flag of pride must flutter down with the rest of them, Ann Veronica. Below it a prodigiously large bolt was shot into the socket, and, in order to keep it there, was fastened by a hasp, and further protected by an immense padlock. My profession has hardened me. Remember that. The gun flew from his hand, clacking on the floor.
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