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He first met her when he had caught her smoking behind the Joliet LaudrO-Matic one cool overcast day in late August. His own heart was too full of melancholy foreboding. ‘Come, mademoiselle. He bore it as long as he could, watching all the time with fascinated eyes Annabel moving gracefully about amongst her guests, always gay, with a smile and a whisper for nearly everybody. Keeping to the shadow of the house, he crept forward until he could see better without, he hoped, being seen. At this moment, the landlord of the Crown, a jovial-looking stout personage, with a white apron round his waist, issued from the house, bearing a large wooden bowl filled with ale, which he offered to Jack, who instantly rose to receive it. For a time she promenaded the room. Everything proclaimed the mischievous propensities of the recent occupants of the chamber.

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