If she spoke to a policeman she did not know what would ensue. ” He unfolded his serviette with fingers which shook all the time. " "Suffer me to proceed," replied the stranger. Andrew's church, the bell of which was tolling, was covered with spectators. ” She realized it was possible to be sorry for him—acutely sorry for the situation. He looked like the shadow of himself—thin, feeble, hollow-eyed—his beard unshorn—nothing could be more miserable. On the mantelpiece in front of her was a note addressed to her in Annabel’s handwriting. "You are an angel," she cried, with a look beaming with delight.
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