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“A glass slipped from the table,” he explained. “An annuity—a sum of money paid to you yearly or quarterly through my solicitors, and which you can consider as a gift from your sister. "And the will?" he said, with forced calmness. He had not noticed the girl particularly when she offered the sandwiches; but in this moment he found her beautiful. What marriage really meant (aside from the idea of escape), Ruth had not the least conception, no more than a child. Her head snapped back as he grabbed her by the hair. ‘Do not beg my pardon.
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