"I say," retorted Edgeworth Bess, with a very unfeminine imprecation, "I shan't stand any more of that nonsense. Her lover, Darrell, has embarked upon the Thames, where, if he's not capsized by the squall, (for it's blowing like the devil,) he stands a good chance of getting his throat cut by his pursuers—ha! ha! I tracked 'em to the banks of the river, and should have followed to see it out, if the watermen hadn't refused to take me. Kneebone!" "That you would not accept him were he to offer—" "Be silent, Sir. Annabel saw it, and suddenly changed her tone. “Of course,” she said diffidently, “this is a boarding-house, although we never take in promiscuous travellers. ” Ennison’s voice shook a little. It was still profoundly dark; but the wind, which had begun to blow with some violence, chased the clouds rapidly across the heavens, and dispersed the vapours hanging nearer the earth. What sort of a human being are you, anyhow?" Enschede gazed seaward. “I had no idea that it was so abominably late. "But she is a dear," said Angelina, timidly.
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