Emile looked at her, then down, and clearly caught the bright gleam on the floor. Earles regarded it approvingly. ‘Just what I was going to tell you, miss. Who is she, I say?” “My sister!” Annabel faltered. The Storm VII. She appeared to be considering. She hastened past. It was the crowned queen of mountains in her robes of shining white.
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