“That is your sister’s name. As he crossed this chamber, his foot struck against something on the floor, which nearly threw him down, and stooping to examine the object, he found it was a key. I am your very dutiful niece, aunt, and your most devoted sister, Annabel. Ah! but you can’t imagine what you are to me and what you mean to me! I suppose there is something mystical and wonderful about all women. He has no imagination, no real generosity. Blotted out—Love! With infinite care, through nearly a thousand pages, her father had obliterated the word Love. He was draining a glass, and as he set it down he shuddered. The chamber, into which he stole, like all carpenters' workshops, was crowded with the implements and materials of that ancient and honourable art.
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