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That wasn’t even the worst thing. ‘Either you tell me why you want the wretched animal, or it stays here. Perhaps these few words were the first real conscious words he had uttered in days. Anna tore it open and passed it to Courtlaw. Still, one has to be reasonable. In the rush of commuters he did not see her boarding his train. Admire her as much as you choose—at a distance. The misty caravans of which she had dreamed were become actualities. Her two sticks were bare and brown, her snugged canvas drab, her brasses dull, her anchor mottled with rust. “I suppose all life is an affair of chances.
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