Anna looked at her curiously, and with sinking heart. America, the land of rosy apples and snowstorms, beckoned, and she wanted to fly thitherward. ‘What is it?’ ‘Er—shouldn’t I tell—I mean, the young lady, sir—’ ‘You can leave the young lady to me. " "Probably not.
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