Stanley. F. Wood. She wanted to live. He kissed her lightly on the lips. ” Annabel laughed softly. He sat with folded arms and knitted brows, thinking intently. There was a young lad ahead of her. ’ Gerald turned and came back to her. ‘And what is it you’re to rescue her from, I should like to know. I’d take it— forgive me if I seem a little urgent—as a sort of proof of friendliness.
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