She wondered who the girl might belong to as she patted dirt over the shallow grave. “DEAREST A—— “I lied to you. ’ ‘Of course I am, imbecile,’ she snapped, unconsciously echoing her greatniece. "Breathe at this phial," said Winifred. It was the end, she told herself, fiercely. 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. Little woman, you have been brave enough before. “It was,” she admitted.
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