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She sat on the edge of the bed overwhelmed, the roses cradled in her arms. The face that looked down upon Ann Veronica was full of amiable intention. “You are Sir John Ferringhall,” she repeated. ‘I can see why you lost your place, young Kimble. “Well, my girl, I wish you had thought about all these things before these bothers began. ” “Why?” Mr.
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