What does it matter? I am not a pauper, Annabel. "Drink this," cried Jonathan, handing her the cup. ‘You see, it is that my papa, he is without sympathy,’ said the lady sadly. The fire—if there was any in him—never made headway against this insistant demand to know the significance of these manifold inward agitations. After quarter of an hour, she followed.
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