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Would Adrianna’s love survive this trial by fire? Face perspiring, cheeks flaming, Adrianna felt suddenly cold inside, hollow. "Your fundamentals—your principles—" she choked. "Are they more important than losing the Mignonne to Green?" "Of course. Our defeats are merely punctuation, commas in God*s plan for us. Let Green have his money and power. What we have is.. ." Adrianna fled. Flinging herself upon her bed, she wept her misery. How Foy and his family must hate her! Everything was all her fault! Persistent knocking at her cabin door penetrated her sobs. Foy and Lily called, pleaded. She would not let them in. Darkness fell. Everything seemed lost. |
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