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You have nothing more to fear from Wild. . ’ ‘That old fool? Why my brother kept him on I shall never know. There was something which chilled even him in the cold impassivity of her features. To-night all this may seem hard and cruel. Annabel half filled her glass with wine, and taking a little folded packet from her plate, shook the contents into it.
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