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Give me your hand. ‘Quite wrong, monsieur. ” Ann Veronica looked at the mildly pensive gray eyes and the comfortable, rather refined face with a penetrating curiosity. What do you think, Annabel?” “I don’t think they would,” she admitted. Her features were meagre, and ghastly white, and had the fixed and horrible stamp of insanity.
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