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He has a way of sitting on people. ‘I don’t want him having an apoplexy in this house. The man was mad to marry me. ’ Gerald knew the caress in his voice was a trifle ironic. The thing is done. He saw his father, calling to him from an icy white tunnel, beckoning to him. Annabel was born soulless, a human butterfly, if ever there was one.
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