‘And take you this sword. Nothing anyone could say or do would change him. If she kept on, would she make it out of the door? Then what? He could come after her before she could reach the secret passage. There isn’t. If he died, here in this hotel, who would care? Or if she died, who would care? A queer desire blossomed in her heart: to go to him, urge him to see the folly of trying to forget. He has been lodged in every round-house in the metropolis, and has broken out of them all, and boasts that no prison can hold him. Annabel was in hiding all the time. I see now that you make a game with me indeed. Drive away the cat; throw that measure of gin through the window; and tell me why you've not so much as touched the packing-case for Lady Trafford, which I particularly desired you to complete against my return.
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