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” Annabel shrugged her shoulders. Assessing him as harmless, she had remained friendly, albeit aloof. Stanley professed a great solicitude to warm his hands. “Not really. We both understood that. ” “Did it come—in Paris?” “I do not know,” he answered. If he had nothing to tell her, she had nothing to ask. Jack had got into one of the pens at the north side of the chapel.
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