The autumn rain had made every surface tacky, the wet seats of painted red picnic tables were avoided. But when she spoke her lips quivered, and they came. I—I don’t understand,” the man faltered wearily. In response to an almost imperative gesture from the nurse, Anna laid her hand upon his. They may love us, but they love us as the slave loves his captor, not as equals. I have never in my life been so much puzzled by any one as by your sister.
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