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” A spot of colour flared in Anna’s cheek as she glanced towards the speaker. She softened her tone and scrambled for the right words. Loneliness. ” Their agreement so far seemed remarkable, and yet as a home-coming the thing was a little lacking in warmth. "You frighten the cull out of his senses. I feel a mixture of beast and uncle.
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