The scent of cloying pine dust filled the air as floodlights shone eerily through the jungle gym of new wood. Dead or alive, I'll have him. " "I don't care if he is," rejoined Thames, boldly. What do you think, Annabel?” “I don’t think they would,” she admitted.
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