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Chapter XVIII
ANNABEL AND “ALCIDE”
Lady Ferringhall lifted her eyes to the newcomer, and the greeting in them was
obviously meant for him alone. “Still, of course, it is
possible. Who but you would have dreamed
of giving the boy such a name? Why, it's the name of a river, not a Christian. Before the congregation separated, the clergyman descended from the pulpit;
and, followed by the coffin-bearers and mourners, and by Jack at a respectful
distance, entered the churchyard. At the expiration of an hour, by dint of
unremitting exertion, he had made so large a breach in the chimney, that he
could stand upright in it. ”
Annabel shivered a little and looked around her. I’ve loved
her for two years, I love her now. And I think I will indeed blow off
your imbecile head. "
"I'm no reader of riddles," said Jonathan. Wasn’t easy, I can tell you. Once she had asked him: "Are you my father?"
He had answered: "I am.
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