“Annabel,” she said, “you are my sister, or I would bid you take the flowers if you care for them, and leave the room. ‘Come, Jacques, mon pauvre,’ she uttered, and reached for the lad again, hardly aware of the muted sounds of running feet and much banging and crashing beyond the secret door. Mounting the door he had last opened, he placed his hands on the wall above, and quickly drew himself up. He waited the pleasure of Monsieur. "Never—never!" The words were scarcely pronounced, when the door was violently thrown open, and two men appeared at it.
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