’ He glanced at the portrait behind her. She bent down. And, as he was about to put himself into a posture of defence, his mother clasped him in her arms. “Well,” she said. No one had lived here since old man Remenham had died some eighteen months ago, for the heir, so it was rumoured, was a relative with property of his own. He went in there, and he was in there for a good half hour. “You are mine, Annabel, and nothing shall ever make me give you up. This, then, must be the person whom he had seen spring upon the western platform at the time of the collision between the boats.
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