Tell me how you are earning your living here, Anna—typewriting, or painting, or lady’s companion?” “I think,” Anna said, “that the less you know about me the better. ’ ‘Eh bien, you are not a saint,’ Melusine snapped. Then, her body still tense with the atoms of anger, she sat down upon the edge of the bed and rocked from side to side.
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