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A young man was playing the banjo. His fingers cherished the hilt of his sword and his eyes were on his friend and superior, ready at his back to do whatever was needed. Why? If she had put the query to herself, she could not have answered it. “I love you, I always will. “Let us walk round to Covent Garden,” he suggested. On the mantelpiece in front of her was a note addressed to her in Annabel’s handwriting.
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