The little grating in the door, the sense of constant inspection, worried her. She moved then, fast, taking refuge behind a Chinese screen that was set beside the four-poster at the back of the room. "Well, you never can tell," he continued, lamely. “I wonder,” he said, “is there anything we could do to help you to get rid of him?” “Can you think of anything?” Anna answered. She was fiercely and bitterly jealous. Her time and effort was justly rewarded, because the hard cold facts she knew about neighborhood intrigues were better than fictional soap operas.
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