“You are an impostor. Her hair was of the darkest brown, and finest texture; and, when unloosed, hung down to her heels. Sorrows and danger and disappointment she had known. “Your father is in the study and wishes to speak to you. ” “I’ll wait, then. She got hysterical. “You are mine, Annabel, and nothing shall ever make me give you up.
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