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It was the end, she told herself, fiercely. But I’m generously ignorant of gems. Her head was downcast as she studied the museum-like exhibits of various dusts on the resilient tile flooring. Montague Hill?” Annabel put her hand suddenly to her throat and steadied herself with the back of a chair. She made a quick movement, and the hand fell away. ’ Gerald laughed. . I’m starving. And not a worthy tome in sight. Sheppard, in a voice of agony. “My dear Miss Pellissier,” he said impressively, “this is an unexpected pleasure. “I’m mostly self-taught.
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