“My dear Anna,” he answered. She sat, crouched together, by the corner of the hearthrug under the bookcase that supported the pig’s skull, and looked into the fire and up at Ann Veronica’s face, and let herself go. "Yes; I know I look it," said O'Higgins, amiably. ‘Didn’t mean to say that. .
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