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Her roving eagerness was at all times shaded with shyness, reserve, repression. Tell him the truth, Annabel. “Listen to me. She could hardly speak to me; she insisted relentlessly upon a separation. She could not go to him with a preachment against strong drink; she knew from experience that such a plan would be wasted effort. We can’t even protect them from themselves. ‘I know what it means, numbskull! Didn’t spend years in the confounded country without picking up some of their infernal tongue.
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