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It was her past now, not Annabel’s. “I feel justified then,” he said, “in annexing his chair. The horror of those few minutes was still with her. He had hurt her. “My charm of manner, I suppose. There was only one sound—the fall of the sea upon the main beach, and even that said: "Hush! Hush! Hus-s-sh!" Not a leaf stirred, not a shadow moved.
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