“Well——” She stopped short. The great gray boles of the palms reminded him of some fabulous Grecian temple. “How unkind!” she exclaimed. ” Annabel moistened her dry lips with a handkerchief steeped in eau de Cologne. And, though neither peace nor innocence can be restored to my bosom; though tears cannot blot out my offences, nor sorrow drown my shame; yet, knowing that my penitence is sincere, I do not despair that my transgressions may be forgiven. “I’m being honest with you. Why ain’t you gorn? Seems to me I had ought to arrest you.
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