The Night-Cellar XVIII. Wait!" He released himself from his aunt's embrace, ran to the trunk and fetched the old coat. All the initial confidence in herself was gone; her courage was merely a shell to hide the lack. In Old Palace Yard everybody ran. The door was then locked, and he was left alone. “It is very good of you to come and see me, my dear sister,” Annabel remarked, throwing herself into a low chair, and clasping her hands over her head. Heaven alone knows why. “I want you so much, Lucy. ‘For once, you’re talking like a sensible man. It’s an instinct.
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