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“Annabel;” he moaned. It has come,—and sooner than you expected. No, you don’t!” Ennison had moved stealthily a little nearer to him, and looked suddenly into the dark muzzle of the revolver. Under his arm he carried a thick, knotted crab-stick. She fell into another slumber, one which was more like a blackout. It seemed older than Rome, and the stone covering it gave resistance. ‘He’d have been that happy if he’d known how you’re the spit of her, miss.
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