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” “Annabel knew where I lived,” Anna continued slowly. Do you think she does?” Ann Veronica picked among her salad with a judicial expression of face. ’ ‘Precisely. ’ ‘Then what?’ demanded Lucilla in a hushed tone. Sorrows and danger and disappointment she had known.
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