“I ought never have gone to the Zoo, I suppose. After all, it was what she had been praying for—and Annabel could not have known her address. I have said that I am but a nun now. It’s one of their worst traits, one of their very worst. "My son," she murmured, wringing her hands piteously—, "my son the companion of thieves! My son in Jonathan Wild's power! It cannot be. He became really companionable, discussed the new story he had in mind, and asked some questions about colour. ’ Mrs Sindlesham sighed deeply. ” A momentary bitterness crept into Anna’s tone. Now drop it.
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