Here, where every element of her surroundings was tawdry and commonplace, and before this young man of vulgar origin and appearance, it was striking. Annabel, tell me that you did not wish me dead. The hand that had been clenched lay open, relaxed; and upon the palm he saw her mother's locket. Nothing stronger than water has passed my lips for years.
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