" The tone was neutral. Winds returned, the gardens withered, and roses would not bloom. "You won't refuse it, Mr. “Annabel,” she said, “you are my sister, or I would bid you take the flowers if you care for them, and leave the room. But she made no answer. On reflection, it occurred to him that he might, perhaps, be able to loosen the iron fillet; a notion no sooner conceived than executed.
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