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Q. And you have stolen my dagger. I have but to give a hint of that boy's existence in the proper quarter, and his life will not be worth a day's purchase. Annabel had taken her life into her hands with gay insouciance, had made her own friends, gone her own way. Little by little, she stopped hating him.
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