If you were a poet in need of rhymes, you had only to turn to a certain page. We both understood that. Suddenly she had become afraid. She hung about his chair, followed him to the door, touched his sleeve timidly, all the while striving to pronounce the words which refused to rise to her tongue. ’ ‘That is what you think? Let us try!’ ‘Don’t be idiotic!’ She was backing from him, reaching through one of the slits she had carefully manufactured in her petticoat. “I do not like to seem inhospitable, Anna,” she said hesitatingly. " "Hush!" replied Mrs.
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