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“Ever yours, “ANNABEL. Well, after a time there came a fever in my blood. ‘I do not know him. He was plainly attired in a riding-dress and boots of the period, and wore a hanger by his side. A handy knife, and a good tot of something sharp to clean out the wound. ‘Never. ‘She’s an eviltempered little termagant, yes, but there’s no malice aforethought. You're in a more serious scrape than you imagine.
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