" CHAPTER XI. She had found the mausoleum underneath a broken monument. Don’t stand gawping, man. Still —there you are!” He paused. Treasure caves to explore! All through these trying days she had recurrently wondered what this strange young man would have to say that Dickens and Hugo had not already said. Now, no more questions, or I shall be forced to leave the room. His features were regular, and finely-formed; his complexion bright and blooming,—a little shaded, however, by travel and exposure to the sun; and, with a praiseworthy contempt for the universal and preposterous fashion then prevailing, of substituting a peruke for the natural covering of the head, he allowed his own dark-brown hair to fall over his shoulders in ringlets as luxuriant as those that distinguished the court gallant in Charles the Second's days—a fashion, which we do not despair of seeing revived in our own days. Who is she, I say?” “My sister!” Annabel faltered. “Four,” Anna decided firmly. She had had two days of employment-seeking now.
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