Plainly. “You will go and see her,” he begged. “Are we interrupting anything?” “No!” Martin jumped slightly. "A husband has little to fear from his wife's kinsfolk. Tell me how you are earning your living here, Anna—typewriting, or painting, or lady’s companion?” “I think,” Anna said, “that the less you know about me the better. Wood, who was standing at the edge of a raised platform, anxiously waving his hand to him.
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