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McClintock wrote me about you; but all I needed was the sight of your face as it was a moment gone. The agony on the sands now ceased to puzzle her. “Are you sorry you waited, aunt?” she said. "He will live," answered Ruth. Tell me how you are earning your living here, Anna—typewriting, or painting, or lady’s companion?” “I think,” Anna said, “that the less you know about me the better.

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