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Weeks hurled past, weeks that turned into months. ” “I did not come,” she faltered. “How could he call except in your absence, as you are never at home in the afternoon. You would rather live like the scum of the earth, in that little brown hovel you call a house, in bourgeois paradise. . She was practically destitute of jewellery. . Earles closed the piano with a little bang. ” “A—marriage certificate!” Annabel gasped. ‘I have a very good mind to do so, imbecile.
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