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“Who are you—Annabel Pellissier or her ghost?” Anna laughed. The windows were still darkened—perhaps she was not home yet. ’ Gerald was relieved to hear the loud guffaw issuing from the old man’s lips. Hope reared. . She cried as he watched, frozen to the ground. ” “Altogether holy, Ann Veronica. ‘What do you do here?’ demanded the young lady, moving to meet him. She took it for granted Ann Veronica wore stays—mild stays, perhaps, but stays, and thought no more of the matter.
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