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Where was this kindly world she had drawn so rosily in fancy? Disillusion everywhere. So often as she had herself manipulated a dagger, she could not mistake the shape that pressured across her chest, or the sharp point that dug below her bosom. ’ She halted, her pistol still held firm and straight, both hands gripping it, her expressive features at once determined and uncertain. What do you say to Brighton——” Anna looked at him quietly—and he never finished his sentence. ‘Gérard—’ ‘What now?’ he asked, rife with suspicion. “Suppose you call me by my proper name,” she said quietly.
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