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Nigel Ennison was he. Spurlock remained where he was until the sail became an infinitesimal speck in the distance. Good-bye, Anna!” Annabel sprang up. At the eastern gate of the churchyard stood the carriage with the steps lowered. It surprises you. She was weeping now. “Oh, you know,” she said.
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