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The chief of these was a figure of Liberty, with a cat at her feet, in allusion to the supposed origin of the fortunes of its former founder, Sir Richard Whittington. Locked! He sped out to the corridor and went swiftly into the next room. " "That, alone, ought to have prevented you from acting as you did, Jack," returned Thames, gravely. Perhaps the Parisian atmosphere had affected him. It would have been better had he succeeded in murdering her, she thought. " "I, Sir!—I swear——" "Tush!" interrupted Jonathan, harshly. " "I dare say no such thing," interposed his better half, authoritatively; "remain where you are, Sir. He looked at her reproachfully. "To—to—no matter what," returned the widow distractedly. He stopped short with a little exclamation of surprise. The aspect of the place, so far as he could discern through the gloom, was strange to him; but chancing to raise his eyes above the level of the surrounding habitations, he beheld, relieved against the sombre sky, the tall steeple of Saint Giles's church, the precursor of the present structure, which was not erected till some fifteen years later. A few feet away, across the low vases of pink and white roses, sat Annabel, more beautiful to-night perhaps than ever before in her life.
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