Annabel was born soulless, a human butterfly, if ever there was one. He leaned back in a low chair, and watched her graceful movements, the play of her white hands as she bent over some wonderful machine. Still—you must learn for yourself. The day comes when you shall regret how you have spoken to me. My heart cannot take it. You have grown into my life, and I cannot tear you out. He had very nearly cleared the board, when a knock was heard below, and descending at the summons, he found his two janizaries.
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