Beyond the steps was a pole-chair in readiness. ‘That there governess didn’t like it, of course, me being the lodgekeeper’s girl, and Martha just a country wench like me. Never. ” Anna shook her head. \" Mark was tall and skinny, a mop of brown hair over a pillar of freckles. I offered myself as a clerk, as a milliner, as a shop girl.
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