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” “I thought it was earlier,” said Ann Veronica. "I should never have been what I am, but for you. He was a Wiltshire Edmondshaw, a very old family. I ——” He stopped short. "Ah!" she screamed, seeing the uplifted weapon in Sheppard's hand, "don't hurt Thames—don't, dear Jack! If you want to kill somebody, kill me, not him. Even on cool days the gardens were colorful and bright, with orange trees emanating sweetness and bumblebees drunkenly weaving from flower to flower.
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