" "Cannot?" echoed Jack, a slight smile crossing his features. Jack Sheppard is to me what Thames Darrell is to you—an object of hatred. Upon my word, Anna,” she declared, with a strange little laugh, “you are a thousand times more like me as I was two months ago than I am myself. “I hope,” Annabel answered lazily, “that you have succeeded. ’ He fitted the hat onto her head, and was aware as he did so of her eyes watching his face. Uttering a terrible imprecation, Jonathan snatched up the link, and hastily descended the stairs, leaving the Jew behind him. “Never mind. Shy, grateful in her loneliness for this unexpected attention, she had listened. ” “Upon my word,” he declared, “you are right. He kissed her once on the lips with a passion of which, during all their days of married life, he had given no sign.
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