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His horse, which had apparently gone to sleep, preferred to remain where he was. ‘Jacques!’ She got no further, for Kimble came towards her, speaking fast and low. "Sir Rowland is your uncle—he will be your guardian—he will protect you. ” “Perhaps you don’t. “Why should one pretend?” she whispered. ” “If you can tear yourself away from this delightful place in five minutes,” she answered, “I think I can get rid of the others. He pushed her small hand into his jeans.
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