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Come every day to see you was flourishing. Annabel shines like a star in the darkness,
Rosamund queens it a rose, deep rose;
But the lady I love is like sunshine in April weather,
She gleams and gladdens, she warms—and goes. Why, he can scarcely be twenty. With a swirl of her
floral chintz petticoats, she placed herself in the capacious window seat,
accepted the glass Gerald handed to her, and smiled mischievously up at him. "Curse him!" muttered Abraham. Go to her. He
threw up his hand, reeled for a moment on his feet, and collapsed upon the floor. Spurling and Marvel.
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