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God help me. " She made the companion without touching stay or rail, which necessitated a fine sense of balance, for there was a growing vigour to the wind and a corresponding lift to the roll of the sea. "Hear me, Sir Rowland!" he cried. Capes was an exceptionally fair man of two or three-and-thirty, so ruddily blond that it was a mercy he had escaped light eyelashes, and with a minor but by no means contemptible reputation of his own. Annabel saw it, and suddenly changed her tone. One day she awoke and he was cavorting about underneath the covers. ’ ‘Must we talk of it? I’m trying to forget it. He had promised her some books, for she had voiced her hunger for stories.
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