Hearing the approach of the rider, Mr. "Constance—or, rather, Mrs. "I loved you," replied Jack,—"don't start—it is over now—I loved you, I say, as a boy. Her lips were apart, but no breath seemed to issue from them; and, but for a slight—very slight palpitation of the bosom, the vital principle might be supposed to be extinct. “Annabel;” he moaned.
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