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If the second copy is also defective, you may demand a refund in writing without further opportunities to fix the problem. He did not explain what had happened to her. He fancied that the whole fabric of the bridge was cracking over head,—that the arch was tumbling upon him,—that the torrent was swelling around him, whirling him off, and about to bury him in the deafening abyss. It would not have been for her an anomaly to read a love story in which there were no kisses. “Very well,” said her father. Annabel turned on the electric light and made her way into the sitting-room. She would end alone.
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