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But I am not indisposed to gratify you. “Annabel,” she said, “I have never asked you for your confidence. After all, the Wastrel was in luck: he was alone. Kneebone said, just now. She had lost it. "By the avenger of his family's dishonour—by your brother," he replied, coolly. "No, no!" With a gesture, fierce and intolerant, she seized the Bible and thrust it out of sight, into the drawer. When he was done she kissed his cheek tenderly. “I should like you to come here,” she said.
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