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For the present the desire to fly was gone. ’ ‘What?’ squeaked Kimble. Fast asleep, he is. Montague Hill?” Annabel put her hand suddenly to her throat and steadied herself with the back of a chair. Then making a pretence of stooping to rearrange her flowing train, she glanced at Anna, and half stopped in her progress down the room. “But I have no troubles. The red glare fell upon the slimy brick-work, and tinged the inky waters below.
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