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“Dear John,” she whispered. She pulled him down by his lapels and arched her head readily towards his neck. Good-bye, Anna!” Annabel sprang up. He grunted a little with effort, and she realised the gilt frame must be heavy. She thought she had hidden well from him. ” “What’s our lot?” asked her sister. ” He whispered to himself as her eyes bulged, arms flying furiously. “Well,” she said. ” “They were my posters,” Annabel said. He too was flushed and ruffled; one side of his collar had slipped from its stud and he held a hand to the corner of his jaw. “Glaciers?” she said. “Really!” said Mr.
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