“Quite alone, sir. . Annabel lounged in her chair with a sort of insolent abandon in her pose, and wide-open eyes which never flinched or drooped. “You have succeeded a little too well in your personation,” she said bitterly, “to get rid very easily of Mr. I'll turn cracksman, like my father—rob old Wood—he has chests full of money, and I know where they're kept—I'll rob him, and give the swag to you, Poll—I'll—" Jack would have said more; but, losing his balance, he fell to the ground, and, when taken up, he was perfectly insensible. He put down his hat and umbrella, rested his hands on his hips, and regarded Ann Veronica firmly. Blood dripped down one side of her forehead.
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