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His eyes were bright, and his voice had in it an unaccustomed timbre. “Annabel;” he moaned. ” Mr. Mr. He was standing up with the telegram crumpled in his hand. ’ ‘Tchah! Better a doubtful welcome here than a confounded French convent. ’ Kimble’s eyes widened. ’ Melusine’s eyes misted. "You shall hear," returned Jonathan.
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