Annabel seated herself in an easy chair and determined to wait for her sister’s return. " The Wastrel advanced. " Figg turned aside to hide the tears that started to his eyes,—for the stout prizefighter, with a man's courage, had a woman's heart,—and the procession again set forward. “I am afraid,” she said, “that he must have a skeleton key to these rooms. Only in her eyes there seemed to be some apprehension of the fact that the young man’s clothes and manners were alike undesirable things. " "Leave you!" echoed the ruffian, with a contemptuous laugh; "—not just yet. He had almost forced himself upon her one night after a particularly bloody raid of a thatched cottage.
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