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“Your name and address were upon an envelope found in the pocket of an Englishman who was brought here late last night suffering from serious injuries,” he said in a dry official tone. “If it is a choice between the two,” she answered, “I must be Annabel Pellissier. You’re a lady. There were doorways to peer into, dim cluttered holes with shadowy forms moving about, potters and rug-weavers. "I see nothing surprising in it," rejoined Jonathan. The strong potation he had taken, combined with fatigue and anxiety he had previously undergone, made him oversleep himself, and when he awoke it was just beginning to grow light. He made her tell him the core of the difficulty.
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