Anna turned round with a start, which was almost of guilt, the poker still in her
hand. ’
‘I think he only wants to help you, miss,’ offered Jack. The windows were small, and strongly
grated, looking, in front, on Kendrick Yard, and, at the back, upon the spacious
burial-ground of Saint Giles's Church. I somehow understood. The general did what he might to hush it up, and paid
handsomely to manage it, I daresay. She knew that to expect more
now was like anticipating a gold-mine in the garden. Gosse had hidden himself successfully then. ”
“Well, perhaps it is a bit depressing. “Last time I saw you,” he reminded her, “you spoke, did you not, of obtaining
some employment in London. ‘But I’m hanged if I
know why you find it so amusing. good, miss. I will no longer be a burthen to those upon
whom I have no claim, but compassion. I’ve never had these
crying fits before.
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