The elastic spirits of youth resumed their sway; and, before the coach stopped, his tears had ceased to flow. 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. They do a good job, huh?” He smiled at her. His face was a little flushed perhaps, and his small, brown eyes were bright. Her evident terror and distress reinforced the tale he told.
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