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All the village was assembled in the churchyard. "Here I am, Captain," cried a voice from without. . “It is the same man, Annabel,” she said. It reminded her of one of the old tales her mother Marina had told her about a sculptor named Farhat. “Only it is much too late for you to be out alone.
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