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The little girl uttered no remonstrance; but, replacing the flowers in the basket, burst into tears, and withdrew. Her long incarceration at the convent in Blaye had taught her to be dismissive of her own appearance. She painted on the Root Beer Lip Smackers lip gloss that Shari had bought her last Christmas and rouged her cheeks as she had long ago as she once had for Sebastian. Then she went below. He now understood her interest in Taber, as he called himself: habit, a twice-told tale. ToC When Thames Darrell and Jack Sheppard sprang through the window, they were instantly assailed by Wild, Trenchard, and their attendants. “Annabel!” He looked at her thoughtfully. " "I'm not afraid, mother," said the little girl, smelling at the bouquet.
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