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“I shall not speak,” he said, “now or at any other time. The back of the house had been the Alps for climbing, and the shrubs in front of it a Terai. Where can we sit down and talk?” He led her across the room towards a window recess, in which a tall, fair young man was seated with an evening paper in his hand. She knew that her voice was superior to Annabel’s, and she had no further qualms. "You were a little out of your head.
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