The lady whose husband had been Mayor of Hartlepool looked at Anna and sniffed. Sc. She twisted her fingers tightly. She would not let her move. But give me till to-morrow—only till to-morrow—I may be able to part with him then. Aren’t I asking—asking plainly now?. “I knew that you waited at the farmhouse. I’m that shamed to confess it, miss, but it were then I thought of Martha. . This mitigated her remorse enormously. .
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