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” Annabel rose slowly to her feet, walked to the door as though to see that it was shut, and came back with slow lagging footsteps. . ” She smiled at him. Be seated, and calm yourself. She had learned this art in skirts, and knew well how not to be disadvantaged. Supper was quickly served; the oldest bottle of wine was brought from the cellar; the strongest barrel of ale was tapped; but not one of the party could eat or drink—their hearts were too full. Forgive me.
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