“It’s unforgivable of me to call, Miss Stanley,” he said, shaking hands in a peculiar, high, fashionable manner; “but you know you said we might be friends. “I do not think that he is quite dead. Inside was Anna, leaning a little forward to watch the passers-by, bright-eyed, full to the brim of the insatiable curiosity of youth—the desire to understand and appreciate this new world in which she found herself. Servants were passing backwards and forwards with tea and chocolate. It was she—— Anna’s nerves were not easily shaken, but she found herself suddenly clutching at the table for support.
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