His fingers closed upon her hand. "Heaven help us!" he exclaimed; "we were mad to neglect the old sailor's advice. You see, I’m selfish. So now I will say nothing more to you, and you will please to say nothing more to me, for I do not reply. Peste, she had forgot the sword. “I’m a big boy, you know. 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.
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