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A stout female stood in the aperture, an oil lamp in her hand. “A new admirer, Annabel? But what has that to do with your going to England?” “Everything! He is Sir John Ferringhall—very stupid, very respectable, very egotistical. Anyhow, ten minutes after I get to work I'll be rumpling it. That is what I’ve had on my conscience. The man pulled up. “Then I will do what I can,” Anna promised. ’ She grasped the girl’s arm. I will be as silent as the grave. She fell with a plop onto her rear end in the mud and sat dumbly like a statue, water eddying around her. Smith, placing his hand on his breast.
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