A few feet away, across the low vases of pink and white roses, sat Annabel, more beautiful to-night perhaps than ever before in her life. But I don’t care; I haven’t a spark of shame. He renewed his supplications to Sharples, but with no better success than heretofore; and the greater part of the night was passed by him and the poor widow, whose anxiety, if possible, exceeded his own, in the most miserable state imaginable. It will cost them something to repair their stronghold, and take them more time to build it up again than I have taken to pull it down.
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