Annabel lounged in her chair with a sort of insolent abandon in her pose, and wide-open eyes which never flinched or drooped. Then she took her sister’s hand. “You will not give Sir John any cause for jealousy? You will have no secrets from him except—concerning those things which are past?” “Anna, I swear it!” her sister sobbed. “I want,” he said, with a white hand outstretched, “to take you out to tea. It did not cheer or fortify him with false courage and recklessness; it simply enveloped him in a mist of unreality. The air was thick with feelings. How Jack Sheppard's Portrait was painted 385 XVII.
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