He beheld a tall gaunt man, his brown face corrugated like a winter's road, grim, stony. Profoundly. A swift frown brought the still dark brows together for a moment. How dreary it all looks. ” “I have been more fortunate than I deserved,” Anna answered, “but I only meant to stay upon the music hall stage until I could get something better.
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