" "Go on, tell me," he urged, enchanted. “It is the same man, Annabel,” she said. She felt herself falling, her bile rising in her 61 throat, the cold wind spinning around her like vertigo. Manning regarded her thoughtfully for a moment and stroked his mustache. "And now," said Thames, (for we must still preserve the name,) "you will no longer defer my happiness.
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