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Years ago, when you were a girl and in the bloom of your beauty, I loved you. Annabel! Annabel!” His voice became a shriek. " "Who told you this is his portrait?" demanded Trenchard. There was an air of repressed gaiety in her actions: the sense of freedom had returned; her heart was empty again. “Have you ever seen Annabel with him?” she asked. "You will never leave me," sobbed the poor woman, straining him to her breast.
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