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Twenty-one, twenty-two. “It is very good of you to come and see me, my dear sister,” Annabel remarked, throwing herself into a low chair, and clasping her hands over her head. She uttered a little ejaculative note of joy and rushed to the bed. They had cried a little, both. Gerald doubted there would be many eager suitors, even assuming the comtesse was keen to marry off her daughter to a foreign protestant. He was a wonderful little creature with a perfect tiny face, mottled pink cheeks, and eyes brighter than May. ‘Ah, well, we’ll check the back and then go home. I just suppose it isn’t worth the trouble. In a second the glass lay shattered upon the carpet.
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