“Anna,” she moaned, “I am a jealous, ungrateful woman. ’ They moved to the door, while the lady shrugged, and then seated herself, glancing from the window into the street below, and then turning again to watch them in their huddle at the other side of the library. More than this, it would serve to mitigate her own abysmal loneliness to pool it temporarily with his.
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