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"It is your son. ” Annabel laughed gaily. Soup would help you feel better, soup and hot tea. ‘Could she have been a spy, after all?’ ‘Oh, she’s not a spy,’ Gerald answered, almost absently. . ” Chapter XIX “THIS IS NOT THE END” “I said some afternoon,” she remarked, throwing open her warm coat, and taking off her gloves, “but I certainly did not mean to-day. I would sooner see you in a ’bus again. ’ She dropped to her knees before her old nurse and hugged the workroughened hand with both her own, looking up into Martha’s face where slow tears were tracing down her cheek. Well, after a time there came a fever in my blood. She was trembling a little. You'll have it down.
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