The lighting-up pierced the obscurity of the box, and Ramage stopped his urgent flow of words abruptly and sat back. ” Annabel, who was looking very well, and who was most becomingly dressed, moved to a seat from which she could command a view of the road outside. A crutch, with a silver handle, stood by her side, proving the state of extreme debility to which she was reduced. It was a pity people had to eat food. The cloth was removed, and Wood, drawing the table as near the window as possible—for it was getting dusk —put on his spectacles, and opened that sacred volume from which the best consolation in affliction is derived, and left the lovers—for such they may now be fairly termed—to their own conversation. She meant to leave anyway, or so she would tell herself later. Something to tell you. She prevaricated.
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