She calls us her guests, but in reality we are her prisoners. I wonder what it was. The clouds were nearly black with rain, threatening to spill sleet in daggers and torrents. ” “You mean to say,” Anna said slowly, “that you are going to leave your husband?” “Yes. "Well?" he whispered.
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