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I can't invent; the thing won't come. Annabel had been here then. The odds were astounding and yet he had it bad. He was a wonderful little creature with a perfect tiny face, mottled pink cheeks, and eyes brighter than May. ‘Then it is that you will have pity? Here we have come, we poor, for aid.

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