“Anna! What tragedy has happened, little sister? No lights, no supper, no coffee —and, above all, no Mr. ’ ‘I beg your pardon?’ said Miss Froxfield frostily. "Then take her back," said the manager. ‘You wish to tell me something? Parbleu, I have nearly forgot once more. " "Ha!" ejaculated Trenchard. "I'm glad to find I'm right. Tell me how you are earning your living here, Anna—typewriting, or painting, or lady’s companion?” “I think,” Anna said, “that the less you know about me the better. F. At last some anodyne formed itself from these exercises, and, with eyelashes wet with such feeble tears as only three-o’clock-in-the-morning pathos can distil, she fell asleep.
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