” “Not long ago,” she said, “you left me in anger, partly because of this exchange of identities between Annabel and myself. "Oh! that was all, was it?" said the turnkey, quietly reseating himself. You are the High Priestess of Life. His frame was wasted, and slightly bent; his eyes were hollow, his complexion haggard, and his beard, which had remained unshorn during his hasty journey, was perfectly white. Why should WE hoard? We aren’t going out presently, like Japanese lanterns in a gale.
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