I may tell him, at any rate, that you will see him?” “I shall like to see him,” Anna answered. It was Sunday evening—a soft delicious evening, and, from the happy, cheerful look of the house, none would have dreamed of the dismal tragedy so lately acted within its walls. So he sharpened a score of pencils, and after fiddling about and rewriting the last page he had written the previous night, he plunged into work. “I have been bearing this—for your sake.
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