“What night will you dine and go to the theatre with me?—and how about Hurlingham on Saturday?” Anna shook her head. ‘All right, Trodger. Very likely by this time the whole truth is known. She had expected a love story; and love was totally absent. She fixed her eyes upon it and ran, keeping always as far as possible in the shadow of the hedge, gazing fearfully every now and then down along the valley for the white smoke of the train.
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