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“Time for my Patience,” she said. She was an Egyptian, from the magical times. ” Chapter II THE ADVENTURE OF ANNABEL The man spoke mercilessly, incisively, as a surgeon. “Suppose you call me by my proper name,” she said quietly. “I know. Stanley was inclined to think the censorship should be extended to the supply of what he styled latter-day fiction; good wholesome stories were being ousted, he said, by “vicious, corrupting stuff” that “left a bad taste in the mouth. She came in now with an air of reserved solicitude. I will neither stir hand nor foot for you more.
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