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They were all stout ill-favoured men, attired in the regular jail-livery of scratch wig and snuff-coloured suit; and had all a strong family likeness to each other. Then instinct took over. ” “Very well,” Anna said. She hung about his chair, followed him to the door, touched his sleeve timidly, all the while striving to pronounce the words which refused to rise to her tongue. Her long incarceration at the convent in Blaye had taught her to be dismissive of her own appearance. Annabel, tell me that you did not wish me dead. " The girl's eyes filled.
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