“Annabel?” he exclaimed. ‘And your schooling?’ he pursued. Having disposed of his steed and swallowed a glass of brandy, without taking any other refreshment, he threw himself on a couch, where he sank at once into a heavy slumber. She would not look at him, would not think of him; when her mind wavered, then she muttered to herself in the darkness so as to keep hold of her generalizations. " "Let this speak for me," said Sheppard, tossing a heavy bag of money towards him. She could not look at him through an interval that seemed to her a vast gulf of time. " All day long the phrase interpolated her thoughts. '" "'This be the verse you grave for me: Here he lies where he longed to be; Home is the sailor, home from the sea.
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