Tell me how you are earning your living here, Anna—typewriting, or painting, or lady’s companion?” “I think,” Anna said, “that the less you know about me the better. It was perfectly logical. ’ ‘Oh, she is English?’ repeated Alderley, interest perking up. “I am very much obliged for the tea,” she said. With what airs we human atoms invest ourselves! What ridiculous fancies of our importance! We believe we have destinies, when we have only destinations: that we are something immortal, when each of us is in truth only the repository of a dream. Too many. Michelle was on her like a fly, asking her questions about her past foster homes she did her best to avoid, pretending to be swamped every night with sudden reams of homework and unable to be reached by phone. “I’ll turn you here. And if I don’t, I go mad. He sat up in his chair as though the question had stung him. He knocked on the doorframe. ‘You know?’ ‘Come, come, Melusine.
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