“My name,” Anna replied calmly, “is certainly Pellissier, but I repeat that I do not know you. Gin is the poor man's friend,—his sole set-off against the rich man's luxury. Hill, Meysey Hill. He removed his cockaded hat, putting it down between them as he sat at the other end, placing himself at an angle and, crossing his legs, leaned back at his ease, his eyes fixed on her face. Then we can loiter and gossip to our heart’s content. She had not seen Ramage for ten or eleven days, and she was quite ready for a gossip with him.
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