” Anna looked for a moment steadily at her sister, whose face was still averted. He opened the door for her with a faint disagreeable smile. “I wonder,” she said, “why one writes him sentences like that? It’ll have to go,” she decided, “I’ve written too many already. She hesitated in answering the door, her violin still crooked underneath her chin. “I was hoping to be able to secure a few minutes’ conversation with you, Miss Pellissier. CHAPTER VIII. Thames did not try to cheer her. The lad hesitated.
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