His face was downcast. Haven’t I shown you over and over again that I mean you no harm? What do I have to do?’ ‘You can go away and leave me to my affairs,’ she threw at him. “My dear Anna,” he answered. "You hay'n't hurt your arm, I trust, my dear?" he added, anxiously. I knew where I would go next: Florence.
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