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Annabel rose slowly to her feet, walked to the door as though to see that it was
shut, and came back with slow lagging footsteps. Darrell's
eyes were of that clear gray which it is difficult to distinguish from blue by day
and black at night; and his rich brown hair, which he could not consent to part
with, even on the promise of a new and modish peruke from his adoptive father,
fell in thick glossy ringlets upon his shoulders; whereas Jack's close black crop
imparted the peculiar bullet-shape we have noticed, to his head. "I hope not. There's another lad at the gate waiting for him—the same who
was here just now, that Sir Rowland was speaking of, who fastened up the jewelcase for her ladyship. 1. And then, there would be the question of money.
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