Anna, why will you persist in this single-handed combat with life?” “Don’t!” she cried. The little pucker in her brows became more perceptible. This obstacle being removed, in his eagerness to proceed, he had forgotten to take his little charge with him. Her father, her own father! She remembered now a verse from the Psalms her father had always been quoting; but now she recited it with perfect understanding. ‘Do not think—’ he panted, ‘that I am finished—with you, mademoiselle. Sometimes I think she’s tired of us.
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