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She stepped into his arms. In lieu of it, he still adhered to the sleek black crop, which, throughout life, formed a distinguishing feature in his appearance. "You are my prisoner, Jack. You are not my husband. The crown has passed from the brow of one monarch to that of another. ’ ‘We had other matters on hand this morning,’ Roding told him sharply. \" His tone was weak and conciliatory.

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