His only warning was a gleam of silver in the faint spill of light from the house above. Her hair and voice and figure are as yours used to be. Annabel is my only sister, you know, almost my only relative. “You see,” he said, “you are like an inaccessible gold-mine in all this sort of matter. When they came to the round-house, Terry's courage failed him. She was beauty, the key of magic, the teacher of spells, the predictor of wars, and the gate of the future.
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