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“Why should it matter?” he said. “Morning, Mom. Had it come already? Chapter XXVII JOHN FERRINGHAM, GENTLEMAN “Confess, my dear husband,” Annabel said lightly, “that you are bewildered. Their conversation degenerated again and again into a strain of self-congratulation that would have irked an eavesdropper. Annabel was in hiding all the time. All they left it was the moon and stars. Make up your mind as to the terms, and I'll engage to find the man. To her satisfaction, the captain reddened a trifle. "Well, Sir," said Kneebone, when the other concluded, "I shall certainly not oppose his capture, but, at the same time, I'll lend you no assistance. You won’t settle and I’m going mad. ’ The sergeant’s air became positively avuncular.
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