She explained she was expecting an important interview,
and asked that her visitor should be duly shown in. At length, the body was brought
towards him. ’
‘I shall stop him,’ declared the old lady furiously. The cell in which she was confined was about six feet long and
four wide; the walls were scored all over with fantastic designs, snatches of
poetry, short sentences and names,—the work of its former occupants, and of its
present inmate. The watcher's intake of
breath was sibilant. "The poor young man!" she said. He was waiting in the outer hall as she tiptoed in. "If I could only make you realize what you have done," he said, lamely. My name is Annabel, not Anna. ‘Please to sit, monsieur.
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