Kneebone! you would greatly oblige me by surrendering yourself. \" He had caught her in a moment of weakness; the hunger had made her emotional! She felt a terrible warmth surge from her loins. Sheppard, with startling eagerness. ‘Have no fear,’ he uttered soothingly, reaching out to pat her free hand. It was her past now, not Annabel’s. Let your father—if he chooses, leave all his wealth to his adopted son. If I do not look after her, she has no one. She remembered that she had not gone to bed until two o'clock in the morning. Notwithstanding her emaciation, her features still retained something of a pleasing expression, and might have been termed beautiful, had it not been for that repulsive freshness of lip denoting the habitual dram-drinker; a freshness in her case rendered the more shocking from the almost livid hue of the rest of her complexion. The flicker of an eyelash might betray his presence. Sheppard.
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