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Then she glanced at the cards again, over which her aunt’s many-ringed hand played, and then at the rather weak, rather plump face that surveyed its operations. She shrugged her shoulders. ” Annabel leaned back in her chair and laughed till the tears stood in her eyes. “Twenty-two. He felt that he might soon be separated—perhaps, for ever—from the fond little creature he held in his arms, whom he had always regarded with the warmest fraternal affection, and the thought of how much she would suffer from the separation so sensibly affected him, that he could not help joining in her grief. She had just passed into a little antechamber beyond when she suddenly heard a faint knocking. But it was not so ordered. . “They are coming past our table.
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