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Royce's eyes narrowed in discouragement at the thoght of having to sing to jenny. his deep bariton voice would surely bring every hound for miles to yap and nip at his heels.

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Judith McNaught
Age: 80
Born: 1944
Born: May 10
Author
Novelist
Writer
San Luis Obispo
California
Would
Miles
Hound
Sing
Royce
Deep
Narrowed
Bring
Jenny
Eyes
Hounds
Eye
Discouragement
Voice
Heels
Every
Surely

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