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CHAPTER XIV. ” Anna laid down her serviette. . I’m in this apartment and looking for work because—Well, what else can I do, when my father practically locks me up?” “I know,” said Mr. Why not? Imagine I’ve had a fit of hysteria—and that I’ve come round. “I’ve got it. ’ ‘Unless it is Captain Roding,’ put in Lucilla Froxfield from the curved back sofa on the other side of the fireplace. “You have put all your life in my hands,” he declared. The doorman replied, tipping his cap, “I don’t speak much Italian these days, not since my mother died.
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