“The Annabel who lives here, who sings every night at the ‘Unusual’? They call her by your old name. Left alone, Jonathan lighted a lamp, and, opening the trap-door, descended the secret stairs. He’s been 274 lookin’ a little down lately. “Here we are,” he said, “shining through each other like light through a stained-glass window. ” Anna looked at her sister gravely. Then she put more coal on, piled it over the ashes, and stood once more upright.
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