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“You have them both,” Anna answered. ” “I suppose,” said Constance, stencilling away at bright pink petals, “it’s our lot. He swore that I was his wife, that chance had given me to him at last. At the precise period of this history, the Jacobite party was full of hope and confidence. ’ ‘But this is idiot. It was a sovereign easily earned. I barely prevailed sometimes, but in the end, my wits were faster than their steel.
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