” “If you do not leave the room at once,” Anna answered calmly, “I shall ring the bell for a policeman. " "When will you want me?"—with pitiful eagerness. He worked afternoons, when everybody else went to sleep; he worked at night under a heat-giving light, with insects buzzing and dropping about, with a blue haze of tobacco smoke that tried to get out and could not. This was enough for the poor widow. He would never be able to compose upon it, but it would serve to produce the finished work. The farmer had become obsessed with her and asked her to marry. “Stop this—this humbugging,” he explained.
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