Her confession was still unmade. “Annabel,” she said, “you are my sister, or I would bid you take the flowers if you care for them, and leave the room. Wood could not avoid making a slight shuffling sound. While he was thus occupied, Thames, prompted by an unaccountable feeling of curiosity, took up the penknife which the other had just used, and examined the haft. You have been going out every morning, and coming home late—tired out—too tired to come down to dinner.
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