A dark mass of wreckage, over which hung a slight mist of vapour, lay half in the ditch, half across the hedge, close under a tree from the trunk of which the bark had been torn and stripped. “My dear child,” he said, “with me you need have no apprehension. I pledged my thumb that, dead or alive, I'd pay the wager if I lost; and I should like to be as good as my word. Project Gutenberg is a registered trademark, and may not be used if you charge for the eBooks, unless you receive specific permission. If you could see how it gives them souls, women who have taken things for granted, who have given themselves up altogether to pettiness and vanity. What do you think, Annabel?” “I don’t think they would,” she admitted. He paused at the bamboo curtain of her room, which was in semi-darkness. Had he not said so? Not that she wished him to marry her. ‘That fellow of yours is a deal better, by the by.
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