“Annabel,” she said, “you are my sister, or I would bid you take the flowers if you care for them, and leave the room. On this fresh outburst of the storm, Wood threw himself instinctively into the bottom of the boat, and clasping the little orphan to his breast, endeavoured to prepare himself to meet his fate. The vault, in which Sir Rowland found himself, resembled in some measure the cabin of a ship. ’ ‘That is not your affair. When she renewed her attendance at the Imperial College the third finger of her left hand was adorned with a very fine old ring with dark blue sapphires that had once belonged to a great-aunt of Manning’s. Remember ——” Annabel clutched her sister’s arm. All sorts of battered tramps, junks and riff-raff of the seas trailed in and out. ’ ‘She again?’ enquired his hostess, her delicate brows rising ‘I beg your pardon, ma’am. ‘You don’t know him.
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