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” “Lucy, my disbelief remains in suspension. ” “Far away?” “I have no idea,” Anna answered. “That doesn’t touch the question I asked you,” she said. Below the window he saw two coolies carrying a coffin, which presently they callously dumped into a yawning pit. In Singapore that had been her only dissipation: a dozen pairs of silk stockings. The future Mrs Roding turned bright, laughing eyes on the major. ” He relapsed into a stony silence. The echoes of his hard, unpleasant laugh reached Anna on her way upstairs. Her two sticks were bare and brown, her snugged canvas drab, her brasses dull, her anchor mottled with rust. Mistresses neither deserve consideration nor commiseration. She was dressed in a tattered black stuff gown, discoloured by various stains, and intended, it would seem, from the remnants of rusty crape with which it was here and there tricked out, to represent the garb of widowhood, and held in her arms a sleeping infant, swathed in the folds of a linsey-woolsey shawl. Glancing idly up at her own window as they had swung round the corner she had seen a strange thing.
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