She helped herself to the remainder of the slightly congealed bacon, and reverted to the problem of getting her luggage out of the house. Anna took up the pen, and signed, after a moment’s hesitation, A. I needed a man the worst kind of way—a man I could keep for at least six months. He was a good foster dad that had never so much as leered at her, not even once. This hand consigned him to destruction, but another was stretched forth to save him. Her teachers and mistresses had done their best to stamp her mind with an ineradicable persuasion that it was tremendously important, and on no account to be thought about.
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