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Melusine was loath to admit how much more lonely since Gerald chose not to visit her. Annabel lounged in her chair with a sort of insolent abandon in her pose, and wide-open eyes which never flinched or drooped. A great bowl of scarlet carnations gleamed from a dark corner, set against the background of a deep brown wall. You had better let me go again. ” She looked at her toes. Stow it in the saddle, for I will take it with me. “Think of the mockery!” she said.
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