As she crossed the square, almost within a stone’s throw of her lodgings, she came face to face with Courtlaw. The Times slipped from his fingers. You denied it, remembering that I had called myself Anna. But he does not come to see me since three days, even that these are my affairs and one could think that he would tell it to me if there is news, no?’ ‘When he has news to tell he will come, child, trust me,’ the old lady assured her.
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