“God in Heaven, Annabel!” he cried. The hour for which, presumably, she had been created was drawing nigh. ) He hesitated. Even her debt to him was a triviality now. ” “For example?” “Your dyed hair. Of this boy she had only caught a glimpse;—but that glimpse was sufficient to satisfy her it was her son,—and, if she could have questioned her own instinctive love, she could not question her antipathy, when she beheld, partly concealed by a pillar immediately in the rear of the woollen-draper, the dark figure and truculent features of Jonathan Wild. Holding down the light, he perceived that the wounded man had risen to the surface, and was trying to clamber up the slippery sides of the well. “I really do not believe,” he announced with satisfaction, “that any one would recognize me. If you do not help me to read the riddle of yourself, Annabel, I think that very soon I shall be a candidate for the asylum. ” Anna shook hands with Brendon—a young man also, but older and more selfpossessed than Sydney Courtlaw. “I mean to go to prison directly the session is over,” said Miss Klegg. Feel for the lock, and prize it open,—you don't need to be told how.
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