“Anna!” she repeated. I wouldn't touch the stuff for all the pearls in India. It seemed to her that it was her duty to get up and clamor to go home to her room, to protest against his advances as an insult. I have always hated it. “Don’t fence with me,” Anna cried fiercely.
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