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” Annabel laughed softly. No sterner head was ever beheld beneath the cowl of a monk, or the bonnet of an inquisitor. As Austin rose to execute his principal's commands, and usher the women to the gate, Mrs. ” Annabel rose slowly to her feet, walked to the door as though to see that it was shut, and came back with slow lagging footsteps.
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