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She addressed Anna with a beaming smile and a very creditable mixture of condescension and officiousness. " "What is it?" "That you give 'em to me. She foraged about in her mind for some satisfying equivalent which would express in English this gurgling drone the Chinese called a language. I must say what I have to say!” “But not now—not here. In the distance a barrel-organ was grinding out a pot pourri of popular airs. It is quite a descent from the clouds, isn’t it?” “I will accept that,” Anna said, “as accounting for the surprise. Hill was seated. Capes stood side by side upon an old Persian carpet that did duty as a hearthrug in the dining-room of their flat and surveyed a shining dinner-table set for four people, lit by skilfully-shaded electric lights, brightened by frequent gleams of silver, and carefully and simply adorned with sweet-pea blossom. A chill rain thrummed against the sides of John’s car, having slowed from deluge to steady patter, the snow was 158 dissolved where it lay.
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