After all, it was what she had been praying for—and Annabel could not have known her address. . "Have a little patience, Sir," rejoined the jailer. “I feared we might have a fog. ” “Tut!” he said, fuming, and put out his hand to the papers in the pink tape. Before morning, unless, we can effect an escape, you'll be kidnapped, or murdered, and your disappearance attributed to the negligence of the constable. With a rustle of her full lilac petticoats, Miss Froxfield turned back to Alderley.
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