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” Annabel clutched her sister’s hands. ‘Damnation!’ Confused, he released her, and in an instant she had darted away and was running down the garden. 'He's a good fellow, and 'twill all end well'. I was certain of it. " Ruth repeated the word, not in the effect of a query, but ruminantly. If he adhered to this policy—to keep away from her inconspicuously—she would forget the name by night, and to-morrow even the bearer of it would sink below the level of recollection.
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