“Do you think it is fair of you to persecute me just now?” “It is not persecution, Anna,” he answered gently. She climbed slowly towards it, keeping close to the hedge side, fragrant with wild roses, and holding her skirts high above the dew-laden grass. The address was of course her destination, thousands of miles away, an infinitesimal spot in a terrifying space. He put an arm around her. These thoughts, however, came to a broken end.
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