But, as soon as he perceived who it was, he roused himself, and glared fiercely at the intruder from under his bent brows. Mind, when we were all growed up, it were different. She cried and sobbed in fits. “Loneliness,” she said, “is a luxury which I never permit myself. “An annuity—a sum of money paid to you yearly or quarterly through my solicitors, and which you can consider as a gift from your sister. She put down the sketch-books and apparatus she had brought with her, pulled out her stool, and sat down. I overheard them planning your assassination. Her complexion had resisted the snow-glare wonderfully; her skin had only deepened its natural warmth a little under the Alpine sun. She will not confide in me.
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