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“And now let us leave the men alone and talk about ourselves. Annabel saw it, and suddenly changed her tone. Automatically, she glanced at the slight red graze left on her neck that marked the point where Gerald’s sword had nicked her. “My God!” he said again. Yet he’s been here for six years, and he’s as much a fixture as that sham mahogany sideboard. "Gad! it's a devilish fine face when lit up.
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