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In Darrell's open features, frankness and honour were written in legible characters; while, in Jack's physiognomy, cunning and knavery were as strongly imprinted. In a few minutes, an appalling change was perceptible. That dress she has on—my mother might have worn it. ” “Yes. ’” Anna made no remark. Then he lifted the black cloak-like garment from the floor. His shoulders relaxed and his gaze wavered.

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