" "The Dawn Pearl! Odd, but we white folks aren't half so poetical as the yellow or the black. Lucy? Come 177 on out. Who is she, I say?” “My sister!” Annabel faltered. A slender young man, wearing glasses, appeared from the shadow of the nearest van. “You should probably wash all of that stuff off of yourself.
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