Strongly impregnated with the mingled odours of tobacco, ale, brandy, and other liquors, the atmosphere was almost stifling. 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. "Will he live?" asked Ruth. ’ ‘Precisely. My boys buy them with beads or bolts of calico of mine. It was a copy of the pencil sketch taken of him nine years ago by Winifred, and awakened a thousand tender recollections. —Though if my name should become as famous as theirs, it wouldn't much matter. If all wives were of my mind and my spirit, husbands would soon be taught their own insignificance.
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