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“Are these ordinary sapphires?” she said. Is all that folly done with—for ever?” Annabel shivered ever so slightly. The music took hold of her slowly as her eyes wandered from the indistinct still ranks of the audience to the little busy orchestra with its quivering violins, its methodical movements of brown and silver instruments, its brightly lit scores and shaded lights. It is Anna again who stands between me and ruin. But I'm resolved to see Lady Trafford. ’ Leaning down, she raised the hem of the petticoat of her habit to reveal a neat little pair of boots on her feet.
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