But how long would she last, withering away to a desiccated pile of skin and bone? Round and round she would go. "Coward!" cried Kneebone. ’ Disappointment flooded her. Around her neck was a little gold chain. One or two landladies refused her with an air of conscious virtue that she found hard to explain. ” “On the contrary,” Anna whispered quietly, “we met in a small boarding-house where I was stopping. . I’ve told them all that was necessary, but I— wanted to ask your pardon—for having made myself a nuisance to you, and for breaking into your rooms—and to thank you—the doctor says you bound up my wound—or I should have bled to death. Not very long, if you want to get well.
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