” He rose from his chair, and walked restlessly up and down the room. Her two sticks were bare and brown, her snugged canvas drab, her brasses dull, her anchor mottled with rust. Anna was sitting before the fire a little distance from him—Ennison himself remained standing. Easily. Besides, I have my doubts that he is so very sick. “I don’t believe there is one.
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