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‘Nothing would do for her but to come here,’ grumbled Hilary, wiping his heated brow with a pocket handkerchief dragged from his immaculate white uniform breeches. A few short, dark locks, escaping from beneath her head-dress, showed that her hair had been removed, and had only been recently allowed to grow again. ’ ‘Oh, that tragic pair,’ uttered her ladyship in saddened tones. ” “You mean—you think——” “Hush! I think that he was concealed in my room, and Annabel and he met there.

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