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The darkness was almost palpable; and the wind which, hitherto, had been blowing in gusts, was suddenly lulled. “I think we have,” he answered, gravely, and took her in his arms, and smoothed her hair from her forehead, and very tenderly kissed her lips. She heard the television blaring away. ‘Is there a resemblance?’ ‘This is Mary Remenham?’ ‘That is my late niece, yes. You know you do, Annabel.
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