White leaned forward in her chair with an anxious smile designed to throw oil upon the troubled waters. ” Annabel sank suddenly into a chair. “Election be hanged!” he exclaimed. ” “Hah!” He threw his head back. ’ ‘That’s exactly what I’m afraid of. Her glance, absorbing the gilt letters and their significance, communicated to her poised body a species of paralysis. “What a little brick!” he murmured. Steeples toppled, and towers reeled beneath its fury.
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