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I think not, Annabel. She wanted to think of him as her beloved person, to be near him and watch him, to have him going about, doing this and that, saying this and that, unconscious of her, while she too remained unconscious of herself. There was nothing to be learned from her face. ’ ‘Begging your pardon, miss, but I think as how you ought to go back to London,’ Jack ventured. Play foul, and win.
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