” She said to him. She had trembled on the verge of such a resolution before, but this time quite definitely she made it. CHAPTER XXIII. He gently took the roses from her and laid them on the pillow. “No lecturing, Anna!” she exclaimed. "I have dreamed that I shall see him before I die," she rejoined. Outside the post-office stood a nohatted, blond young man in gray flannels, who was elaborately affixing a stamp to a letter. But this plan (probably from its danger) was instantly abandoned; not, however, before her momentary hesitation had been taken advantage of by her pursuers, who, redoubling their efforts at this juncture, materially lessened the distance between them. She looked at the suitcase sadly and stashed it underneath her bed.
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