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Remember ——” Annabel clutched her sister’s arm. "The blood that has been spilt is that of his wife. He had no use for Ann Veronica; he had never had a use for her since she had been too old to sit upon his knee. There is no other way. They talked lightly but confidentially until Sir John approached them with a slight frown upon his face. This double buffetting had sharpened her shrewdness and insight. "How, Sir?" "Except by adoption. ” The talk was animated, and remained always brilliant in form even when it ceased to be brilliant in substance. But I waited in vain.
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