‘Don’t involve me in your lover’s tiff. Bird and have come hither. Anna left the room on tiptoe. ” Chapter XXXII SIX MONTHS AFTER Up the moss-grown path, where the rose bushes run wild, almost met, came Anna in a spotless white gown, with the flush of her early morning walk in her cheeks, and something of the brightness of it in her eyes. Once a sick sailor drew three pictures for me and set down every stay and brace and sail—square-rigger, schooner, and sloop. I have recently made your sister’s acquaintance, and in the course of conversation I understood from her that her Christian name was Anna. ’ ‘Oh,’ Gerald uttered, disappointed. Here I am as an alternative either to nasty work—or going home.
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