She moved her elbow nearer to him and spoke in a still lower tone. 8. I will neither stir hand nor foot for you more. ” Annabel leaned back in her chair and laughed till the tears stood in her eyes. " "Don't hurry yourself," said Jonathan, "I'll wait for you here. Her aunt, a faded, anæmic-looking lady of somewhat too obtrusive gentility, was still sitting with her hand pressed to her heart.
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