Why can’t you let it be?’ Gerald grinned at him. "There's the house," said Jack, pointing to a pretty cottage, the small wooden porch of which was covered with roses and creepers, with a little trim garden in front of it. ’ The old man simply stared at her. Her eyes glistened in the darkness—for light was only admitted through a small grated window—like flames, and, as she fixed them on him, their glances seemed to penetrate his very soul. Prudence Remenham. Annabel, I was lying.
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