” He sprang to action. " "That, alone, ought to have prevented you from acting as you did, Jack," returned Thames, gravely. "Agreed," responded the Master. “I have waited for this,” he said, and stood quite still, looking at her until the silence became oppressive. Parbleu, but she was a fool. On the mantelpiece in front of her was a note addressed to her in Annabel’s handwriting. In the distance a barrel-organ was grinding out a pot pourri of popular airs. The joy of being loved thrilled her as nothing before had ever done, a curious abstract joy which had nothing in it at that moment of regret or even pity.
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