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. ‘I recall my father speaking of you as a Remenham. He remembered little whispered speeches of hers, so like the Annabel of Paris, so unlike the woman he loved, a hundred little things should have told him long ago. There were perches inside where she could crouch and labyrinths underneath where she could hide. . But you couldn't. “And we will sail that splendor wide, From day to day together, From isle to isle of happiness Through year’s of God’s own weather. “Will you help me?” he asked. Hoped you'd not be retaken.
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