”
Chapter XXXII
SIX MONTHS AFTER
Up the moss-grown path, where the rose bushes run wild, almost met, came
Anna in a spotless white gown, with the flush of her early morning walk in her
cheeks, and something of the brightness of it in her eyes. ” She replied. Aren't we
funny? And just as I was beginning to lose faith in human beings, to have
someone like this come along! It is almost as if she were acting a rôle, and she
isn't. "
"Who are you?" ejaculated Trenchard, scarcely able to credit his senses. I do not know. Someone, it appeared, was trying to profit from that fact. \"Yep. To that,
perhaps, a large part of its satisfyingness was due. "
The woollen-draper's application to the bell was answered by a very pretty
young woman, with dark Jewish features, roguish black eyes, sleek glossy hair, a
trim waist, and a remarkably neat figure: the very model, in short, of a bachelor's
housekeeper. "You didn't spend it?"
"I never intended to spend it—any more than I really intended to steal it. I've often regretted that I didn't investigate the matter. ’
‘Tchah!’ He glared at her.
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