Briefly explained, she was as the child who discards the rag baby for the living one. ” Ennison obeyed Anna’s gesture, and was silent. He is here by your side. She never touched the manuscript with pencil, but jotted down her notes on slips of paper and left them where he might easily find them. Anna, who had sung the first verse of her song, looked around the house, a little surprised at the absence of the applause which had never yet failed her. Let her have her own way in all things, for she will always be just. Her fanciful imagination no longer drew pictures of the aunt in the doorway of a wooden house, her arms extended in welcome. ‘What in the world is that?’ demanded Miss Froxfield.
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