"I yield to fate. ” He declared. ” “You need help and sympathy more, Anna,” he pleaded, “and I have the right, yes I have the right to offer you both. The girl suppressed a chuckle that would have been inexplicable. He wore a silk hat a little tilted, and a morning coat buttoned round a tight, contained figure; and a white slip gave a finish to his costume and endorsed the quiet distinction of his tie. My arm's nearly well again.
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