Are you going to write a novel?” “Not I,” she answered gaily. A few short, dark locks, escaping from beneath her head-dress, showed that her hair had been removed, and had only been recently allowed to grow again. ” Annabel clutched her sister’s hands. The cultivated indifference, which was part of the armour of his little world fell away from him. "Do not endanger yourself on my account," rejoined his mother.
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