. ‘Now see here, missie. " "Let me touch you, then; let me feel if you are really flesh and blood," cried the poor maniac, creeping towards him on all fours. He had died before they married, and when her brother became a widower she had come to his assistance and taken over much of the care of his youngest daughter. He threw her on the bed. It was still too dark for reading, but she could see well enough to note the number of the last page—fifty-six. And he had good reason before long to congratulate himself on his forbearance. “Call me Annabel. Every man in her life had betrayed her one way or another. It’s the poor dears who do, who know they will, know they can’t keep it up, who need to clutch at way-side flowers. You want music.
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