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” She opened the car door for herself. ” Annabel rose to her feet. A man's laced hat,—whether adopted from the caprice of the moment, or habitually worn, we are unable to state,—cocked knowingly on her head, harmonized with her masculine appearance. She never forced the issue, it was their father’s job. These cogitations were interrupted by the entrance of the doctor. The larger problem at hand was drugging her foster sister, Shari, into a deep sleep. I will be up with my wife and daughter after lunch. ” She thanked him with one of her shy little glances.
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