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“Even Katy Pfister can’t touch you now. ‘Didn’t mean it, love. ’ That arrested her. The sunshine broke across each shoulder, one lance striking the yellow face of a Chinaman, queueless and dressed in European clothes, the other lance falling squarely upon the face of the man he had journeyed thirteen thousand miles to find. As Gosse pushed her around it, she felt his hold about her of necessity loosen slightly. Annabel had taken her life into her hands with gay insouciance, had made her own friends, gone her own way. Marriage! … without the least conception of the physical and moral responsibilities! It's a crime, Mac!" "But what can you do?" McClintock turned to the manager. She exhaled, feeling the tension drain from her shoulders and arms.
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