” “Anna!” “It is true, dear. Immediately after it, he was off again, and that, let me tell you, was the last anyone saw of him. There is the election——” He laughed derisively. "I understand," she said. “You must remember,” she said, “that you yourself are responsible for your altered looks. Now," he added, as his commands were reluctantly obeyed, "help me on with them. There, hanging among Ann Veronica’s more normal clothing, was a skimpy dress of red canvas, trimmed with cheap and tawdry braid, and short—it could hardly reach below the knee. ‘You have said you do not wish to marry me,’ she accused. ” “The good God!” Anna murmured, herself shaken with fear. She loved him.
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