“Your name, I believe, is——” “Pellissier,” Anna answered. . She seemed to be making some sort of inventory. “I wrote it for you. He stopped on the curb-stone, not facing her but as if he was on his way to cross the road, and spoke to her suddenly over his shoulder. ’ ‘Of course I am, imbecile,’ she snapped, unconsciously echoing her greatniece. She crawled over and caught at the skirts of this white woman who understood. ’ Her gaze followed the butler, who was moving towards the door. " "By no means," rejoined Wood, hastily.
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