On the mantelpiece in front of her was a note addressed to her in Annabel’s handwriting. On the same peg and evidently belonging to it was a black velvet Zouave jacket. “They died within a few months of one another. Confound this slavery of sex! I am a man! I will get this under if I am killed in doing it!” She scowled into the cold blacknesses about her. “I have been training myself to look askance at beautiful things. It was quite dark; but as some of the assemblage carried links, it was soon ascertained to be headed by the same party who had mainly incited the former disturbance. ‘As for your dagger—’ She held out her hand palm up, as if she expected him to give her the weapon.
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