The sing-song girl rose and meekly pattered out of the office into the night. “Let me get you some water, Annabel. Each time that we meet I try to kill you. "No, I won't leave go!" screamed Mrs. Earles protested, seating himself before the desk, and dipping his pen in the ink. His tone was kind and sympathetic. I had no curiosity of that kind. The psychic vibration of him thickened the air of the room as if he were already inside. The fire still burned brightly. With something near to horror they found themselves thus confronted.
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