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’ The listening soldiers began to snigger behind their hands. . " Spurlock, who was absorbing this talk thirstily, laughed. But Spurlock was ever on guard, even when she fussed over his hair. Annabel lounged in her chair with a sort of insolent abandon in her pose, and wide-open eyes which never flinched or drooped. She cursed the treachery of memory, its frailty and spottiness. You have been burning paper, I see. ” That simple statement of the case was by no means all that went on in Ann Veronica’s mind.
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