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" He stuffed the printed chintz into her arms and smiled into her eyes. . You understand me, I’m sure. Later that night, after she had cleaned herself and changed her clothes, he returned. ‘More important is that you help me instantly, as even your capitaine would command. The close-fitting round gown, if a little oldfashioned with its very narrow waist and wide skirts, was becoming on a full figure, and the low décolletage, unencumbered by any form of covering, exposed a good deal of bosom. After all, it was what she had been praying for—and Annabel could not have known her address. Men in this part of the world drink to forget the things they have lost.
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