’ ‘Comment?’ she demanded with some heat. Her two sticks were bare and brown, her snugged canvas drab, her brasses dull, her anchor mottled with rust. "He is all alone. At this moment, his quick ears detected the sound of footsteps on the stairs. “I wonder,” he said, “is there anything we could do to help you to get rid of him?” “Can you think of anything?” Anna answered.
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