Who’s for a rubber of whist?” Ennison made so many mistakes that he was glad to cut out early in the evening. "Go to the pump, Nab," he said, when this was done, "and fill a pail with water. “Number 13, please, cabman. . This was not the sort of confession which he had been expecting. Could she understand what she was talking about? Luckily it was a second-class carriage and the ordinary fellowtravellers were not there. “How do you know—why do you think that my name is Anna?” He smiled in a quietly superior way. To have sprung this upon them to-night would have been worth a thousand pounds. 1.
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