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“Please forgive me. Go to her, I say, and take her in your arms, you poor benighted Ironsides! I can't make you see. . “It is strange that we should have met Annabel,” she said. “You must pack for me. “I lied, as I would have committed a murder, or done any evil deed sooner than lose you. She grew perhaps a shade paler, and she glanced out into the street, where her four-wheeler cab, laden with luggage, was still waiting. But I do not need that Gérard attend.
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