” “You are foolish,” she declared, with a note of irritability in her tone. Anna, you shall not go. The place, in which they stood, was a small entrance-chamber, cut off, like the segment of a circle, from the main apartment, (of which it is needless to say it originally constituted a portion,) by a stout wooden partition. Her eyes flashed and she withdrew the dagger, pulling away from him. “My dear girl,” he said, in a tone of patient reasonableness, “you are a mere child. Stanley had never thought out.
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