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They were alike in one phase—loveless and lonely. ‘Not but what it was near that before Jarvis died. It was the first day you kissed me, under the willows, coming into Veraz. The stranger started at the touch, and spoke. “I have always,” she admitted calmly, “taken a certain amount of interest in Annabel’s future. You know—I worship you. Remember that he’s not at all a bad sort, and to speak frankly, he’s your salvation.
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