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don’t want a hue and cry after me, I thank you. ‘Sir?’ enquired the lad. Alban's
to-night. It was a curious sight to see how this extraordinary woman, who, it has been
said, was not less remarkable for the extreme delicacy of her features, and the
faultless symmetry of her figure, than for her wonderful strength and agility,
conducted herself in the present encounter; with what dexterity she parried every
blow aimed against her by her adversary, whose head and face, already marked
by various ruddy streams, showed how successfully her own hits had been made;
—how she drew him hither and thither, now leading him on, now driving him
suddenly back; harassing and exhausting him in every possible way, and making
it apparent that she could at any moment put an end to the fight, and only
delayed the finishing stroke to make his punishment the more severe. The same old lines and verses, over and over, until there had come times
when shrieking would have relieved her. ”
“It was Cheveney!” he said slowly. She let go of him and stood up,
straightening herself. He was all alone, like herself. . “Go on!”
“People talked to you in Paris about us,” she continued, “about Anna the
virtuous and Annabel the rake. Manning, abruptly. ‘Certainly I have them with me. "Practising singing, Aaron," replied Jack.
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