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“I would like to go home,” she cried, “to please her. ” Annabel laughed hardly. The primitive superstition of his Puritan forbears was his; and before this the buckler of his education disintegrated. That she was provoked by his interference was obvious. He had a handsome, jolly-looking face; stood six feet two in his stockings; and measured more than a cloth-yard shaft across the shoulders—athletic proportions derived from his father the dragoon. No man knew whence she had come nor why.
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