There were no doors in the bungalow; instead, there were curtains of strung bead and bamboo, always tinkling mysteriously. “You don’t propose, do you,” she said quietly, “that I should take this man for my husband?” “You can drive him away,” Annabel cried. The crowner's 'quest sat on her yesterday—and if she hadn't been proved out of her mind, she would have been buried at four lane-ends. "By George!" he exclaimed.
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