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Not far from him was a knot of lads drinking, swearing, and playing at dice as eagerly and as skilfully as any of the older hands. “You know—,” said Mr. Brendon made a quick movement forward. There was a strange quality of steel in this pretty creature. Anna, who had thrown aside her sealskin coat, wore a tight-fitting walking dress of some dark shade. ‘You have said you do not wish to marry me,’ she accused. “I don’t think I CAN do that,” she said.
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