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It was Annabel who spoke. ‘My wife would say she is English a little. I offered myself as a clerk, as a milliner, as a shop girl. On the orders of Mr Jarvis, that were. . The lady's name's engraved inside, but so small I can scarcely read it. Life waits for us. " "Here you have it, my dear," returned the hawker. He was a square-faced man of nearly fifty, with iron-gray hair a mobile, cleanshaven mouth and rather protuberant black eyes that now scrutinized Ann Veronica.
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