" He paused, and not without malice. Only he hated the words he uttered, hated the blunt honesty which forced them from his lips. ” Annabel pulled down her veil to hide the tears. ” Part 9 She was sitting brooding over her fire about ten o’clock that night when a sealed and registered envelope was brought up to her. Kneebone assured her that he did say so; and, as a further proof of his sincerity, squeezed her hand very warmly under the table. "Yes, now," rejoined the infuriated dame; "perhaps, I may never have another opportunity. The woman I wanted was another man's wife. Vitally, she had the letter that proved her identity as a Charvill: the one her father had written to the Abbess when he sent her to the convent. Raven locks fell to her shoulders from under the feathered beaver hat, and curled away down her back.
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