The slack of her ridinghabit and full under-petticoats was gathered into her left hand, and her booted ankles were visible as she held the skirts well out of her way. Miss Annabel is her sister. Several men and women were piled there like wood, dead, horribly gored. When she had finished the first tale, there was a sense of disappointment. and Mrs. Wood's anxiety grew so insupportable, that he seized his hat with the intention of sallying forth in search of them, though he did not know whither to bend his steps, when his departure was arrested by a gentle knock at the door.
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