’ She stopped, her lips tightening. He looked at Annabel, whose face was buried in her hands— he looked back at Anna, who was regarding him with an easy composure which secretly irritated him. “My heart, my dove, I only want to heal you. ‘Give me that!’ He took his finger away from her neck and made a grab at the handkerchief. ” Anna hesitated, and then held out the letter. I am not of the canaille, but a bourgeois. ” She replied with a rehearsed answer, “I was told that my real mother died the day I was born.
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