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I hope you will always remember——” Annabel held out her hands with a little cry of protest. Her heart was beating with quite unaccustomed vigour, her hands were hot, she was conscious of a warmth in her blood which the summer sunshine was scarcely responsible for. “I see no reason why you shouldn’t. ‘I’m only a poor country wench, child. Wasn’t it—a little bit of a scene?” “Oh! let me see. There is something inconglomerate about us.
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