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Do you understand?’ ‘Aye, sir. How was I to know what would happen? He always said if he couldn’t get you a dowry, you could take the veil. The spirit I drink may be poison,—it may kill me,—perhaps it is killing me:—but so would hunger, cold, misery,—so would my own thoughts. ‘Now what?’ The girl’s voice was shaking, and there were, he saw now, angry tears in her eyes. The autumn rain had made every surface tacky, the wet seats of painted red picnic tables were avoided. She was a very elegant young woman, slightly taller perhaps than her sister, and with an air of reserved strength underneath her quiet face and manner which Annabel may have lacked. She said that? To be closer to you?” “I think she is plotting something, though I cannot guess what. He laughed once or twice at himself as he paced backwards and forwards.
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