“The truth!” Annabel bent over her and whispered in her sister’s ear. As the Wastrel rushed, Spurlock sidestepped, swept the ball into his hand, set himself and threw it. But, feeling secure of vengeance, he determined to abide his time. She could not be more than twenty; and though want and other suffering had done the work of time, had wasted her frame, and robbed her cheek of its bloom and roundness, they had not extinguished the lustre of her eyes, nor thinned her raven hair. . “I think we have,” he answered, gravely, and took her in his arms, and smoothed her hair from her forehead, and very tenderly kissed her lips. For every Eden, there will be a serpent; for every sheepfold, there will be a wolf.
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