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‘That’s my pet name. She was greatly exercised by the problem of confiding in the Widgetts; they were dears, and she talked away two evenings with Constance without broaching the topic; she made some vague intimations in letters to Miss Miniver that Miss Miniver failed to mark. To-night we leave for Marseilles. ’ Gerald gazed at her without expression. But the fall was too great, and he abandoned the attempt. Who is she, I say?” “My sister!” Annabel faltered.
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