Anna stepped back at once with a little gasp of relief. Activity in the hall intensified. You know—I worship you. ” Lucy snickered. A thing which had mystified her since childhood, a smouldering wonder why it should be, and until now she had never felt the urge to investigate. I shall know what to say to him when he comes. In one hand she carried a long-stalked red rose, dripping with dew, in the other the post-bag. “Annabel;” he moaned. Papillon would have broken him down; anything tender would have sapped his will; and like as not he would have left the stool and rushed into the night. The thin stream of blood on which her eyes were fastened with a nameless horror reached almost to her feet. On a bench at the foot of the trees, with a pipe in his mouth, and a tankard by his side, sat the worthy carpenter, looking the picture of good-heartedness and benevolence.
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