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Her hair was the one part of her that did not exude the air of wealth. Paris is not the place for two young girls. He had the same dark eyes, though lighted by a fierce flame; the same sallow complexion; the same tall, thin figure, and majestic demeanour; the same proud cast of features. She smiled encouragingly, laying aside her plate and turning her chair from the table. “Annabel,” she said, “I have never asked you for your confidence. Degree! degree! She smiled on a gallant of high degree. " "You don't remember your mother?" "Oh, no; she died when I was very little. "A hundred dollars which was left from your husband's money.
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