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At Anna’s words she seemed suddenly to stiffen. She had fallen asleep on the wooden bed, uncaring of lice or bedbugs. My friend, I am only grieved that you of all others should have been so deceived. She threw out a hand to stop herself from cannoning into them and, losing balance, tripped over her own petticoats and fell to the carpeted floor, her hat falling off as she did so. ” Anna shook hands with Brendon—a young man also, but older and more selfpossessed than Sydney Courtlaw. The Dawn Pearl; how well they had named her! The pearl without price—his and not his! He took her arm and drew it under his; and together they went down the veranda steps.
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