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‘Hadn’t meant you to know,’ said the nun gruffly. For a long time she surveyed a row of towering holly-hocks, as though they offered an explanation. At length she hit upon it: bubbling water. Annabel saw it, and suddenly changed her tone. She got up early, and walked about the garden in the dewy June sunshine and revived her childhood. I have taken bullets and lived, and even a silver one wouldn’t do much. But it seemed that their presence was not even suspected. ‘Keep watch, Jack! If Captain Roding fails to keep the man out of the house, run upstairs and warn me quickly. She needed to protect the baby. She savored the sweetness of his lips, all of his great youth and passion and longed for his innocence, his complete lack of the knowledge of terrible things.
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