“It is rather odd,” he said, “but I always thought that your name was Annabel and hers Anna. I may tell him, at any rate, that you will see him?” “I shall like to see him,” Anna answered. It looked very patient, she thought, and a little self-satisfied. There is so little abandon, so little real joyousness.
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