I’ve got imagination. ” Anna lifted her hand and pushed open the trap door. And then, as she stood there, with the fragments of the torn canvas at her feet, some even caught upon her skirt, the door was thrown open, and a girl entered humming a light tune. "It is the fiend!" she exclaimed, recoiling. We’re hard stuff!” Then she went on: “To think that is my father! Oh, my dear! He stood over me like a cliff; the thought of him nearly turned me aside from everything we have done. What you said wanted saying. You know you do, Annabel.
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