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Anna was married. I needed a man the worst kind of way—a man I could keep for at least six months. His deduction was correct that the beauty of Ruth Enschede could not remain hidden long even on a forgotten isle. “I cannot reason with you,” he said at last wearily. But why didn't you let me know they were coming. I'll go with you. With this view, he hurried to the spot where he had left the post-chaise, and found it drawn up at the road-side, the postilion dismounted, and in charge of a couple of farming-men.
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