"Take me, then," replied the widow. " "Perhaps I'm too tired to plan for to-morrow. "Give me the child, or—" As he spoke the door was thrown open, and Mrs. Or at least he did the day before yesterday. She was too delicate, too fragile to survive out there. But I know very well that that word will never be spoken. Annabel lounged in her chair with a sort of insolent abandon in her pose, and wide-open eyes which never flinched or drooped. He did not speak for a moment.
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