The chief of these was a figure of Liberty, with a cat at
her feet, in allusion to the supposed origin of the fortunes of its former founder,
Sir Richard Whittington. "
"Then, most probably, it was the widow Sheppard," answered Blueskin, sulkily. She dismissed the
whole subject with a little shrug of the shoulders. Consternation gripped him. “The Holy Ghost! The Pope! My mother!” She
squealed. ‘Was you following, too, miss?’
‘Certainly I was following. She turned on the lad with her, who was
visibly relieved. Hurrying on, his progress was soon checked by a strong door, several inches in
thickness, and nearly as wide as the passage. Tell me how you are earning your living
here, Anna—typewriting, or painting, or lady’s companion?”
“I think,” Anna said, “that the less you know about me the better.
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