“Your father,” he said, “remarked that all’s well that ends well, and that he was disposed to let bygones be bygones. His only warning was a gleam of silver in the faint spill of light from the house above. Well-balanced, sane, wasn’t I? You never heard anyone call me a madman? I’m pretty near being one now, and it’s her fault. He rested on one elbow. In this cell was a huntsman, who had fractured his skull while hunting, and was perpetually hallooing after the hounds;—in that, the most melancholy of all, the grinning gibbering lunatic, the realization of "moody madness, laughing wild. It isn’t such fun as it seems. I am your very dutiful niece, aunt, and your most devoted sister, Annabel.
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