Her knees were trembling, her whole frame was shaken with sobs. “Let’s go home. He roused curiosities. \" She whispered back. Tell me how you are earning your living here, Anna—typewriting, or painting, or lady’s companion?” “I think,” Anna said, “that the less you know about me the better. Without her, it was lonely.
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