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I'm in a funk," Spurlock confessed. She was lovely, painted like the porcelain doll he had always wanted her to be. C. CHAPTER VIII. ” “You mean to say,” Anna said slowly, “that you are going to leave your husband?” “Yes. ‘Danged if I ever hear the like,’ he repeated blankly. ‘Did I say so? When last heard from you were claiming some good English name. ” Brendon reappeared, followed by a tall thin man with a stubbly brown moustache and restless grey eyes. “Anna!” she repeated. ’ Lucilla Froxfield laughed gaily.
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