“I think everything’s right,” said Ann Veronica, with the roaming eye of a capable but not devoted house-mistress. Wood made no reply; but, hastily kissing his weeping daughter, and bidding her be of good cheer, hurried off. If you do not help me to read the riddle of yourself, Annabel, I think that very soon I shall be a candidate for the asylum. Here was not the individual against whom she had been warned. She gaped at its keep, at least ten feet tall, a frightening gray coffin turned upright.
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