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” Annabel shrugged her shoulders. The bleach had ruined it, with yellow-orange streaks invading the frizzy white that cascaded in wavy tendrils coated with greasy hairspray. I haven't forgotten her previous history. The tapstress was full of curiosity; but she appeared more easy than the others. He remembered also, all at once, the very first words he had heard her speak: “I was not born to this. . " "No," answered the ruffian, moodily. Wagstaff. .
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