She wanted to live. She was not squeamish—although the sight of the sergeant’s ominous preparations had severely tried her fortitude—but Kimble’s white face plagued her conscience. Is all that folly done with—for ever?” Annabel shivered ever so slightly. “Your name and address in his pocket was no delusion,” he said sharply. . I need a white man, if only to talk to; and it will be a god send to talk to someone of your intelligence.
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