And you’re as clean as fire. Annabel seated herself in an easy chair and determined to wait for her sister’s return. . "Good bye, Jack! Keep up your spirits. For a time she looked at no more apartments, and walked through gaunt and ill-cleaned streets, through the sordid under side of life, perplexed and troubled, ashamed of her previous obtuseness. Were I to let you go, you'd say I feared you. Notwithstanding her emaciation, her features still retained something of a pleasing expression, and might have been termed beautiful, had it not been for that repulsive freshness of lip denoting the habitual dram-drinker; a freshness in her case rendered the more shocking from the almost livid hue of the rest of her complexion.
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