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“Annabel?” he exclaimed. "I'm prudence personified. Once he had managed to stake his claim, she would have all to do to prove her identity and win it back. ’ Taken aback, Gerald let out a short laugh. He was a square-faced man of nearly fifty, with iron-gray hair a mobile, cleanshaven mouth and rather protuberant black eyes that now scrutinized Ann Veronica. If it came at all, it was as fleeting as the girl's smile. That night she found a ship bound to sail for the heathen nation called America. Besides, the sun had gone in and it looked like rain. ” He took up his hat. You should have more.
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