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"It's a fine idea, my child, but you mustn't do it. "Forgive me—oh, forgive me!" "Forgive you—bless you!" she gasped. Jerking forward, she jabbed backwards. It was a charming sight to watch the motions of her tiny fingers as she pursued her task; and though the posture she adopted was not the most favourable that might have been chosen for the display of her sylphlike figure, there was something in her attitude, and the glow of her countenance, lighted up by the mellow radiance of the setting sun falling upon her through the panes of the little dormer-window, that seemed to the youth inexpressibly beautiful. She could not speak. “Annabel,” she said slowly, “if I fight this thing out myself, can I trust you that it will not be a vain sacrifice? After what you have said it is useless for us to play with words. This door was crested with spikes, and guarded on the right by a bristling semicircle of spikes. Three a week is my allowance, and, if I get short ones, four. ‘Ah.
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