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“I will take my chance. She colored faintly. The van started with a jerk and rumbled on its way. Manning, I do not think I love you. ‘We?’ Gerald smiled. "Look at these fetters," returned Thames, holding up his manacled wrists; "they were put on by my uncle's command. The smells of skewered fennel, roast chicken, and broiled pheasant saturated the air, and she could smell other wonderful aromas about them.
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