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Her figure was perfect,—tall, graceful, rounded,—and, then, she had deep liquid blue eyes, that rivalled the stars in lustre. Tell me that you are not sorry to see me again. Jack dropped the knife, and walked sullenly aside. The little room was fragrant with flowers, Anna herself bright, and with all the evidences of well being. Rollo barked.
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