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Her dress, it has just been said, was neatness and simplicity itself. ‘Your wife?’ ‘My wife,’ he repeated, rising also, his smile mocking her. Wood lifted up his hands in mute despair. She was a very elegant young woman, slightly taller perhaps than her sister, and with an air of reserved strength underneath her quiet face and manner which Annabel may have lacked. One cannot trust any man at all. ’ She grimaced. "That's it!" cried Wild when Trenchard concluded.
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