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“I love your sister. The crown has passed from the brow of one monarch to that of another. ” His eyes were closed. Arrived in Paris she remembered that she had not the money for a fiacre. The girl had told him distinctly that her name was Anna. “I wonder what he takes me for?” When presently she got down from the stile a certain note of internal conflict, a touch of doubt, had gone from her warm-tinted face.
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