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" He took her face between his hands and kissed her on the lips. "In this pit," he added, pointing to the chasm below, "your brother is buried. For a time I didn't know we'd ever find you. It is not at all comme il faut. She leaned forward, her chin in her palms, her elbows on her knees, and she set her gaze upon his face and kept it there in dreamy contemplation. Wood glanced at the hardy offender, and not liking the expression of his countenance, thought it advisable to postpone the execution of his threats to a more favourable opportunity. If we do not begin—” She had come to a resolution. Do you know, Ann Veronica, it is all a lie about your birth certificate; a forgery—and fooling at that.
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