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“But I am at singing-pitch. You are wedged in amongst a crowd, perhaps in the promenade, you lean over the back, you are almost out of sight. ‘They weren’t no soldiers. What could she do? Reluctantly, at a second curt command, she began to step across the uncarpeted floor, her eyes never leaving the threatening pistol. Miss Stanley reflected on this proposal for a moment. Anyhow, now you’ve begun it, there’s nothing to keep us in all this from being the best friends in the world. “Anna!” she repeated. On the stranger's appearance, she was seated near the window busily occupied with her needle.
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