I once might have married you for your beauty,—now I marry you for your wealth. “Anna,” he cried eagerly. "For what?" "I had the paper with me. ’ Disappointment flooded her. Tell me that you are not sorry to see me again. ’ Thus adjured, but mindful of Trodger’s orders, the militiaman went down the hall backwards, his eyes fixed on the prisoner. The figure of the girl upon it in plain black dress, standing with her hands behind her, was an undeniable and astonishing likeness of herself. Miss Charvill.
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