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” “But Hainault—was—a pal. Rhea commanded her. There it is. He ran back to his car, glancing only once at the man in the car. ” Annabel had been lying curled up on the lounge, the personification of graceful animal ease. He had a peculiar way of stepping in, in a parry; knew his arm, and its just time of moving; put a firm faith in that, and never let his opponent escape.
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