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He pointed to where the lights still burned in Anna’s windows. ” She laughed gaily—and she had a way when she laughed of throwing back her head and showing her beautiful white teeth, so that mirth from her was a thing very much to be desired. "My good friend, Owen Wood,—Heaven preserve him!—is still living. I just want him, and no one else will do.
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