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I'll not speak of Jack or Jonathan. Poor little one. ’ ‘Where are we going?’ ‘Back to Blaye, my girl. It was she—— Anna’s nerves were not easily shaken, but she found herself suddenly clutching at the table for support. The rejection caught him like a slap in the face.
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