” He shook her diminutive hand. "Miss Enschede, you're seven kinds of a brick!" "A brick?" He chuckled. ” He said. ” “Will you remember me?” “Unfortunately. It was scarcely likely that she would have accepted his aid. " "I have no people—anybody who would care. ” “I think,” Anna said, “that it was only his manner.
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