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Come, mon ami, come!’ Ever faithful, Kimble dragged himself into a sitting position, gasping at the pain this caused him. During the wet monsoon the west beach was always littered. Her eyes seemed to be looking backwards. She must not show anything. They had asked her to come to the first of the two great annual Fadden Dances, the October one, and Ann Veronica had accepted with enthusiasm.

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