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“It was my sister Anna. She was to be a Corsair’s Bride. His smile faded. ’ The crack in the iron front widened a little, and the general was obliged to clamp his jaws tight against the rise of a pain too well remembered. He was tall, nearly six feet, and from his stature it was clear that he spent some spare time working on his physique. \"Would you like some orange juice?\" Larry had already been working outside for an hour, Mike at his side, dragging grass clippings to the compost pile.
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