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” A little sobbing cry from Annabel arrested Sir John’s attention. There lay upon this stand a book bound in limp black leather—the Holy Bible. Something insisted that those two were mysteriously linked—that the woman knew the man was there. ‘And I wouldn’t be no sort of a man if I’d heard what I heard, and gone off and left you. “You too sing?” he asked. But this was but a momentary gleam of personal application, and at this time she followed it up no further. Then, if you weren’t looking, he’d get five feet closer. . But I do hope, Vee, I do hope—this is the end of these adventures. Her hair had begun to grow back, it now swept to her shoulders.
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