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. Be silent, I say, if you value his safety. ” He consumed Irish stew for some moments. She found a clean sweatshirt and soft pajama pants, glad to trade the wet for the dry. In the retrospect she was amazed to think how things had gone to pieces, for at the outset she had been quite prepared to go home again upon terms. The tired woman looked up in inquiring silence at Ann Veronica’s diffident entry.
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