Good night. Chapter VII MISS PELLISSIER’S SUSPICIONS “Anna!” Anna kissed her sister and nodded to her aunt. ” “Alive,” Annabel moaned, her eyes large with terror. And, for a man who'll never see sixty again, he's in excellent preservation, I assure you. ” “Well,” she said, “has there not been some reason for this? The likeness to Annabel could scarcely have escaped remark. " She rose. She was dressed in a tattered black stuff gown, discoloured by various stains, and intended, it would seem, from the remnants of rusty crape with which it was here and there tricked out, to represent the garb of widowhood, and held in her arms a sleeping infant, swathed in the folds of a linsey-woolsey shawl.
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