“I want a vote for myself,” she said. Hollo rumbled in his throat. He got out in much the same way from the Gatehouse,—stole the keys, and passed through a room where I was sitting half-asleep in a chair. “Thanks, I’m not very fond of coffee,” Anna answered, “and I hate music.
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