” “You are very kind,” Anna said. I would be too 222 busy protecting you. Paul’s, were rich and wonderful with the soft sunshine of London, the softest, the finest grained, the most penetrating and least emphatic sunshine in the world. It was not for a week or a month. He growled in his throat and, thrusting his coat open, revealed his own buckled sword-belt. Even that he was an interfering person, if he walked through that door this moment, she would fling herself at him and weep all over his chest.
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