Anna stepped back at once with a little gasp of relief. The young lady in the bureau said she would inquire, and Ann Veronica, while she affected to read the appeal on a hospital collecting-box upon the bureau counter, had a disagreeable sense of being surveyed from behind by a small, whiskered gentleman in a frock-coat, who came out of the inner office and into the hall among a number of equally observant green porters to look at her and her bags. “Dear me!” he said. "But, take my advice, and keep out of Sir Rowland's way, or you'll get the poor lady into trouble as well as me. ‘Would that your mistress were as trusting. You're rich. Certainly, there wasn't a thing in the pockets. I picked up her handkerchief on the floor. ’ ‘But two letters,’ put in the woman. Again the chalky pallor spread even to her lips, her eyes became lit with the old terror. But men are so careless, there's no trusting anything to them! However, I must try to brazen it out. Before there is any change, any real change, I shall be dead—dead—dead and finished—two hundred years!.
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