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He stamped his last letter as Annabel entered. He swore that I was his wife, and—I shot him, Nigel, as his arms were closing around me. "You'll not forget the thousand, Sir Rowland—short accounts, you know. Submission to the inevitable carried her through the circumstances of her appearance before the magistrate.
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