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the flowers An▓nie had brought her, was about to leave ●the room. “Annie, my dear child! wh●at is the matter” she excl▓aimed, in a tone which electrified her father● and brother, so utterly was it ▓unlike her usually measured accents; and s●tartled out of all stiffness and dign●ity, she was at the poor girl’s side ●in an instant.Annie’s cheek, lips, and b▓row were cold and colourl

ess as marble●, and there was such rigid agony imprinted

o●n every feature, that Lady Emily we●ll-nigh shuddered as she gazed.〃埌Speak to me, Annie, love! Wha●t is it Try and speak, dearest; do n▓ot look at me with such a gaze,” she co▓ntinued, as Annie slowly raised her ey●es, which were bloodshot and distend●ed, and fixed them on her face; she evidently t▓ried to speak, but only a gasping cry e▓scaped, and that terrible agony w●as lost for

a time in an uncons●ciousness so deep that it almost see

med of● death. Lord St.Clair stood paralyse▓d, but then he snatched up the ▓fatal paper, and one glance su●fficed to tell him all, all that he had su●spected, all that for his own happiness h▓e had feared; but he could only think of Anni●e then, and perceiving how ineffectual ▓were all the usual efforts to restore anima●tion, he threw himself on horseback,▓ and never rested till he ha

d found and dr●agged back with him the medical atten▓dan

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