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‘How the deuce did she get out without me seeing her?’ ‘Took advantage of the distraction, cunning little devil,’ Gerald snapped, racing down the corridor. Guided by the glare of the forge, which threw a stream of ruddy light across the road, Jack soon found the place of which he was in search. His statement was treated with derision. “Ever yours, “ANNABEL. May we not repeat them once, at any rate, in London? “Ever yours, “NIGEL ENNISON.
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