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She had animated dark blue-gray eyes under her fine eyebrows, and dark brown hair that rolled back simply and effectively from her broad low forehead. “Let me know the truth. You certainly had to hand it to these Chinks. “Ruin me? Think of me with fondness? Are you dying of cancer or something?” He demanded. The boiling under her stern, however, told him nothing. ’ Gerald noted the mixture of respect and apprehension in the glance he received from the boy. Annabel had spoken calmly enough and steadily, but his brain refused at first to accept the full meaning of her words. It had been her home for hundreds of years.
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