" "Then this is not my child?" exclaimed she, with increased astonishment. “My God! Ann Veronica,” he said, struggling to keep his hold upon her; “my God! Tell me—tell me now—tell me you love me!” His expression was as it were rapaciously furtive. Her complexion was wan and faded, except where it was tinged by a slight hectic flush, that made the want of colour more palpable; her eyes were large and black, but heavy and lustreless; her cheeks sunken; her frame emaciated; her dark hair thickly scattered with gray. A hollow plunge, echoed and re-echoed by the walls, marked his descent into the water. " "Would you like to have me come in and talk?" How tender that sounded!—talk! "If you want to. "We've heard coming and going. A tourist caravan of four pole-chairs jogged along a narrow street. . To reach it would be a most difficult undertaking. He heard the struggle on the landing, the fall of the heavy body, the groan,—and excited almost to frenzy by his fears, he succeeded in forcing open the door. . Sydney and Brendon vied with one another in their efforts to engage Anna in conversation, and Miss Ellicot, during the momentary lull, deemed it a favourable opportunity to recommence siege operations.
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