CHAPTER XXIII. If ever he requires my services, he shall find I'm not ungrateful. Where was the harm in letting her go? She could not get far. Take my child to—it is—oh God!—I am sinking—take it—take it!" "Where?" shouted Wood. Anna said nothing. By and by—as the paroxysm subsided and he became motionless—she stole back to the bungalow to wait. " "Did I ask for it?" "Yes. "I say," retorted Edgeworth Bess, with a very unfeminine imprecation, "I shan't stand any more of that nonsense.
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