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She could almost smell her mother’s attar of white roses and lemon verbena with the memory of the story. “You were married to him!” “It could not be legal,” Annabel moaned. And, if ever I'm brought to the gallows, I shall lay my death at her door. It drives one mad at times. “I WILL be arrested! I WON’T go home!” the little old lady was screaming over and over again. ‘What do you mean to do with her?’ ‘Just keep her talking, that’s all,’ Gerald said quickly.
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