” “Annabel! Annabel!” Annabel stamped her foot. Trenchard glanced at the document. I deemed it more prudent to send him to the Dark House than to bring him here, in case of any search after him by his adoptive father—the carpenter Wood. His back was no sooner turned, than she slipped this casket into the box. One’s got to be a better man than one’s father, or what is the good of successive generations? Life is rebellion, or nothing. 133 “TRY ME!” He yelled, his voice booming into the cacophony beyond the walls. “My sister and I,” she said slowly, “have seen very little of each other lately.
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