There was something about their greeting and the tone of Annabel’s exclamation which puzzled her. He was unaware that his illness had opened the way to the inherent conscience and that the acquired had been temporarily blanketed, or that there was any ancient fanaticalism in his blood. ’ ‘Yes, I’m sorry about that,’ Gerald uttered in a rueful tone. Wood, contemptuously. "I can readily see," he said, "why you'll always be as poor as a church mouse. Contents Chapter One Chapter Two Chapter Three Chapter Four Chapter Five Chapter Six Chapter Seven Chapter Eight Chapter Nine Chapter Ten Chapter Eleven Chapter Twelve Chapter One In the quiet of an autumn afternoon, the deserted mansion slept.
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