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” “May I ask,” Anna said softly, “what you presume to have been the nature of my errand here this evening?” Sir John pointed to Annabel, who was as yet utterly limp. “A nice time of anxiety you’ve given me, young lady,” he said, as he entered the room. They were all stout ill-favoured men, attired in the regular jail-livery of scratch wig and snuff-coloured suit; and had all a strong family likeness to each other. But that explains everything. " "Will you do it?" persisted Blueskin. This was David Courtlaw, whose ways, too, had never been very different from the ways of other men as regards her sex. The poet's appearance altogether was highly prepossessing.
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