“The truth!” Annabel bent over her and whispered in her sister’s ear. At the eastern gate of the churchyard stood the carriage with the steps lowered. She never questioned the motives of the characters; she had neither the ability nor the conceit for that; but she could and often did correct his lapses in colour. “The very question shows your ignorance,” he declared. "Will he consent, to be searched?" inquired Jonathan. “Well, I don’t know,” she said thoughtfully. She descended the stairs, and found herself at last in the street—alone.
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