” “There was no need for such heroism,” Annabel said coldly. She said she hoped she had not distressed him by the course she had felt obliged to take, and he told her not to be a fool. "Rowland, your violence is killing me," she returned, in a plaintive tone. But a doll that rolled its eyes and had flaxen hair! Except for the manual labour—there had been natives to fetch and carry—she and Cosette were sisters in loneliness. She proffered her neck towards him.
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