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He sat up in his chair as though the question had stung him. I ought to stay the night through; but I'm late now for an operation at the hospital. He remembered little whispered speeches of hers, so like the Annabel of Paris, so unlike the woman he loved, a hundred little things should have told him long ago. Anna glanced into her sister’s face, and rose to her feet. "The traps!" responded a bystander.
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