\" She sat down on a nearby
bench. She had money
of her own—much more than I have—and there was no need to squabble about
that. She turned there and beckoned. He's as
generous as he's frolicsome. Hold the chopper away from you,
like this. What nationality are you?\"
\"Italian. Checking an ominous cough, that, ever and
anon, convulsed her lungs, the poor woman addressed a few parting words to her
companion, who lingered at the doorway as if he had something on his mind,
which he did not very well know how to communicate. "We must change the subject," remarked Thornhill, pausing in his task; "this will
never do. Anna tore it open and passed it to Courtlaw. But when all was over, a sorrowful calm succeeded, and, if not free from grief,
she was tranquil. She put her head out of the window. These little squares of coloured paper interested her mightily—hotel labels.
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