He dropped the key on the counterpane. Anna stood looking down upon her sister with grave perturbed face. As soon as the cavalcade stopped, the sexton advanced, and, ringing a handbell, pronounced the following admonition. ‘Merci, dieu. Each arm of the blouse had the faintest of rings around the elbow, a stain that looked familiar. “Your mother was a Gypsy.
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